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- Story Listed as: Fiction For Adults
- Theme: Action & Adventure
- Subject: Science / Science Fiction
- Published: 05/21/2012
I just wanted to see you...
Born 26, F, from Kyoto, JapanWhen the rain will come again, I will already not be here... I will not feel how it is dropping on my cheeks, trying to awake the long dead. The water will be leaking without end, removing the sand and mud out of my hair, but it will be already indifferent for me. Nekoxaru ... Forgive me. Sorry, if you had to see it too. I have not succeeded. Force has long left me. I just Caterpillar, miserable reptile which will never experience the joy of flight again. I forget, forget ... How to cry, how to laugh, what a feather is ... Fall Asleep ... Fall Asleep ....This thought had been shattered, and Nigel plunged into nothingness. When the sensations came back to Nigel, it spilled into her body like a great burning wave. It all started with small jerky strokes. Here the tuk tuk-tuk tuk-tuk ... Dum Dum Dum Dum. It is the motor started again. Her heart started again. Eyelids, Covered with sand, trembled and opened. The wave quickly surged up again. This time in the form of unbearable pain, filling every cell of her body. Nigel hurriedly closed her eyes again, trying to "deal" with her. But it did not work. Dum Dum Dum Dum."I'm alive!". -Nigel thought Vociferously. -"I'm still alive ... Still alive ".
The wave of pain surged down a little, and Nigel tried to stir the fingers. Successfully. It even felt like a joints cracked... Cluck cluck cllak. Nigel slowly opened her eyes.Everything was spinning like a wheel, and it was not possible to focus on something because of terrible Rumble in the ears. Suddenly the chains, as if trying to tie-up her chest, allowed Nigel to do one long completely blissful breath. Compressed because of contact with the ground, lights with a quiet Swish sipped a cool life-giving air. "Ah... So hurt! It is so hurts! ". - Thought Nigel in a complete unableness. She tried to squeeze her fingers into a fist. It worked. "Excellent, Nigi ….". She said to herself in her mind. "Now try to stand up". But alas ... This was not as easy as it was expected. The land seemed so barbed, cold and inhospitable to her. She made a weak attempt to rely on the Palm of her hands. And suddenly bumped to ... Blood … Blood … And a bright-blue feathers. "My ...". - She guessed. Still rising a little from the dusty soil, Nigel felt light dizziness. She tried to move her feet. They obeyed. Now she was sitting. Before finally standing up, Nigel decided to carefully inspect her body for bruises, cuts, wounds, and who knows what else. Legs. It seems nothing is broken. Only a few blooddrops. Hands. Also, only the skin all is scratched after landing. Suddenly blew a light breeze. "Ccold... How did it became so cool here! ". Nigel finally turned around. Everywhere was nothing but the sand shining in the Moonlight, rare rusty blades, looking from under the ground dried in the Sun and the patterned - winged dragonflies passing by Nigel. "I sometimes think I'm only one on this planet who cannot rise above the ground!". - Each time Passed in Nigel's head. -"I am only a worm, stirring in the mud". But she knew that it was entirely her fault. She had wings. A truly beautiful, beautiful wings. And appreciated it. Immensely! Just on that day, she had no luck. She was very scared and didn't know what to do ... Instead of just trying to remove the wing from the spike, she began moving the wing forward … Still she felt that disgusting feeling of torn skin. Wind blew stronger. Nigel, who was only in shorts and light jacket (her civilization was still really young and small, so they had yet to enjoy remnants of human heritage. all they produced was people's imprint), felt some goosebumps on her thin skin and her bones nagged like a glass ones. Yes, it was reminded from the lessons of biology, diliancs is similar in many respects to the people but they still have a lot of differences with them. For example, almost hollow bones. Time to pull more. Nigel felt that only three hours is left before the sunrise, and before that she had to visit the local Observatory. It was located about 5 miles from her home and was long ago abandoned. It was built by the people, and then when the crash happened, known as nuclear war, almost all of them have left the planet. Those who stayed behind and was subjected to radiation, now referred to as diliances. This is that they taught in a first grade. But now. Now she madly wanted to know who the mysterious stranger from another planet was. How does she look like, how her world looks. IS THERE ANOTHER living WORLDS IN THIS UNIVERSE. Just to … See her … But you have to forget about the pain and get up. Moving hardly her beaten limbs, she gently bended her knees and erected. It was not still very easy to keep the balance, but force of the legs was enough to keep a very massive body. For the first time in her life, she was glad to have an eighth size of the stops. Hesitating a bit, she made multiple short steps. Somewhere on the third she felt she has to cough. In the nose, apparently filled with lot of sand, because of the slow and painful oozing blood. It was clear that face suffered the most. Face and the hair literally liked by a dirt. It was raining that night, because a thick fog still hung in the air, and the moisture was everywhere. Thanks to the constant pain wide and convex Nigel's forehead was soon covered by a small derops of a sweat. Another step. Only now, having put her frozen hands in her pockets and finally hiving felt the folded sheet, she realised what her story her. She, Nigel Wing, jumped from a height of 19 meters and survived! All pain was extinguished instantly, appearing next to this incredible thought. She tried to stir the left wing. Everything is in order. Well... Most o it. Now the right one. Nigel cautiously opened it in the entire 3 meters length. Amazing! It does not hurt at all. But you need to protect it. Preserve and protect more than your virginity. Nigel waged her most precious treasure, to test his strength and flexibility. Strong air pressure in this strange flight, as it was evoked in fallen angel's memory, shockingly reckless and at the same time, such a beautiful and exciting flight, when she used the whole wing as a parachute ... Nigi suddenly stopped and laughed loudly to the tears, almost having bended herself on a half. Her tongue suddenly moved, signaling of the final adaptation of the brain to the prevailing conditions, and she said herself through the laughter:
-Ah, Nigel! Such a silly creature!
Now, when some of closed doors were opened again, Nigel couldn't help showing her excitement. She turned her face stained in dirt and swollen because of tears to the wind and again sipped deeply flow of air moving towards her. Now the pain has receded and familiar electrical impulses in the muscles began to appear again. Run. Sprint. Cross! But where? Nigel turned around again, this time more slowly and carefully. It was about an hour and a half before the sunrise. Nigel affectionately patted her wing, smoothing her feathers. It's Time. Her right leg planted into the ground, preparing push the rest of the body. The first second. Five miles per hour. Breathing is intermittent, frequent. Second five. Speed increased up to ten miles per hour. Engine brand "Stimulus", model "Dream". Second, the twentieth. Speed of 15 mile per hour. That is the limit now. Complete euphoria ... Dum Dum Dum Dum Dum. The heart was beating like Nigel was in love. And it was to some extent, true. The semi-circular shape of the building of the Observatory can already be seen. Great eye of the telescope seemed to meet her with a question look. But just out of blue…. Tree! Straight on the point she was passing now. Who can refuse something like this! She slowed down and waited a little, until the pain subsided (in fact the "correct" right wing sometimes even rose her above the ground) and the breath came to normal. Then she stepped closer to it and threw her looking above to his crown, as if she was trying to catch tree's eye. Then she brought a small sweated Palm to the ragged bark and stroked it. Just greeting. She leaned his head to cool it in the trunk of the tree and kissed it, hoping not to scratch her lips. Spreading branches closed this shameful ritual from some cruel eye. Then she just sat down, leaning to her new friend, and shut her eyes, reflecting on what she should to do next. The night was such a pleasant, cool and quiet. Hundreds of stars shined above her head, and one of them belonged to her Nekoxaru. HER? What a stupid thought. Probably, I strongly hit my head falling down. And anyway, how will I recognize her?!!! Stuuuupid….
-Not as stupid as you think! - Said somebody's squeaky voice. Nigel trembled and opened her eyes, shining with a liquid gold. But she was too exhausted to jump up.
- Who is here? – She asked scared.
-Don't worry. - The same strange voice softly replyed. My name is Ogrigotto Sinnriitoppi. And I was instructed to prepare you. -Nigel trembled yet again and turned a few times around herself.
-Who are you? Where are you? To prepare me for what? Please, speak, answer me! – A terrible panic began to cover Nigel.
-Do not try, you will not see me. Firstly, I too small for that. And secondly ... You are not allowed to until you sign a contract with our people.
-Contract ... I understand. – Unexpectedly calmly replied Nigel. -And you're gonna read a conditions me.
-Not today, Guetta Fierre (èlandžilopian "my friend"). Not tonight. You must understand at first that the choice laying in front of you is more difficult than you can imagine. You must choose between our people and our own. This life and another, radically different. Throw everything and not look back. Take our poison and a new body.
-New body …. – Nigel was a bit scared. – I agree. - She told finally firmly and decisively.
- Is is because of… Wing, eh?
Welll-Yes. – Nigel tried to wave her offshoot embarrassely...
-Did not have enough time to get used to the new "me" but already try to get rid of it. Creaky voice Slowly delivered with a small human accent. -You need to learn to love yourself.
-How can I?! – Nigel told to the emptiness, that should look very funny from aside. I, myself, had robbed a wing!
-But this was Nekoxaru's reason to write to you, wasn't it. – Coined the Ogrey, like it was his home task to find merit in what had happened with the Nagana Wing, and now he was standing in front of the strict teacher.
- How did you?! - Nigel started to gat angry, but soon she realized that he was absolutely right anyway. - Doesn't matter... - Sse smiled weakly and a little over whelmed.
She just had no time to think about it yet. Indeed! Neko wrote that such a correspondence is prohibited on her planet! Perhaps she had never dared to if ... Nigel's eyes turned into a hot honey, and two more bright stars were now on the sky.
-Yes ... She finally told quietly, not believing her former obtuseness. It seemed the dam of despair is finally broken. She jumped on her feet and went to the Observatory, which was already a few meters apart from the fallen angel.
-Do not rush. – Continued the voice. There is still time. – I shall leave you now. But remember that we have now become one, I am put to you. So when you will be coming back, do not forget to return to the place of our first meeting. Remember it, because it will start your new life.
-Wait! – Nigel exclaimed in horror.
-Questions?
-Mass!
-We still have….
-Please, only one! – It seemed she tried to catch the last blade of grass, falling off a cliff. -I am begging you!
-I am all attention.
-Tell ... Why me? And why now? And who are you? And why ...
-You asked for one. - He told with a thorn.
. – But I will answer almost everything you had time to ask. Consider this – the kind of advance payment. As I said, my name is Ogrigotto, and I belong to a very ancient race of èlandželopes. We existed, evolved and lived on this planet even before the people. But they have been extremely cruel and greedy, and so it became very difficult to share this planet with them. And then the best of us came up with a plan: to recruit one person, only one out of all. And we chose her.
-Her? Who is she? - Nigel felt that her old world finally collapsed into the abyss. She was terribly scared, but also terribly happy.
-Her name was Lucida Fulheart, and she was the typical orphan. Someday I'll tell you her story in details, when we will begin your training. -Nigel wanted to ask something again, but persisted. – She as was a usual an poor child, however, in a very prestigious orphanage. She had quite distinctive and unrestricted mind, that is why we chose her. She called us. But then when she had almost completed her initial mission, the event what you now call the great madness happened. Then she was infected too, because she had no luck to find herself in the heart of the action. We are all still mourn this loss. After that, we again had to hide. But then we have also begun to mutate. In the same way as you. And now when the atmosphere on Earth more or less stabilized, we need another agent. That would help us go to the Ètikoi and help us to get connected with other representatives of our race on this planet.
-I understand. But if you surpass human race so much, why didn't you just bring miss Fulhart back to life using your advanced technology? And why exactly I need you now?
-Because we have lost all our technology during the great disaster. And because you're just now has landed. We also have wings, but still take the energy and resources of the soil, and shackled to it. We need each other and you know it. At least to help you with the telescope.
-You will&! How?! - Nigel was bursting with the happiness.- Wait...You fly too? ...
-Yes. But I advise you not to ask such silly questions anymore.
-Sorry, sorry. - Nigel Hurriedly Corrected herself. - Please, go on.
-Thank you. We have chosen you because your way of thinking is very similar to the one for Lucy, and tour set of genes indicates that you very far related to her.
-Incredible!
-It Is. Plus, now you have the opportunity to communicate with distant planet Ètikoi. We even have not found out for sure how far it is from us. I am not allowed to tell you something more until you give us complete consent to the fulfilling of the contract. I have a huge honour to propose that to you.
-This is incredibly flattering! – Nigel Smiled. -Don't worry, I won't fail you.
-No Doubt. But remember that once you say "YES". There will be no turning back. Now he really said a speech, spoken to the Lucida by one of his ancestors, trying to hide the shameless excitement. -I will touch you, and you will be poisoned. It will awake in your body and change it. You will become one of us. After the signing up the contract you will have a year until the end of the transformation and for me to teach you everything. I do not have the right to accept your answer now, but I will appear around you every day when you're not expecting to check the progress of your thoughts. We will help you, but ask the infinite dedication as a payment. If you say "NO", I am authorized to instantly erase this conversation and everything down to the last seconds of our meeting from your memory The same thing happens if you will mention anything about us ….
-Grave!
-Excellent. And now you have to go. You have a week to make a final decision. I advise you not to think for a long time, and spend that time to establish a connection with Xaru.
-Goodbye, Otto.
-See you, Miss Wing. And more ... Completely forgotten!
-Yes?....
-Don't play with names. In our community only the wisests have a right to choose their names.
-But ... Why.
-Because they construct humans like a Figure shapes from the clay. You should know how to use this property correctly. It is dangerous to try to do this yourself: If you don't know how to.
-But ...
-The name, Miss Wing …. Is dangerous.
And the voice had disappeared in the darkness. Nigel tried to call it several times, but the this beautiful night sound has completely subsided. Now only cracking wings of the passing whistling beetle could be heard. It's nacreous exoskeleton was twinkling in the first, still timid rays of the rising sun. "Karèo Tingo ’ (dilianian "Oh no!")! I have to hurry! ". From the morning they will begin to search for her... And light will hamper seeing that distant, that far away world, hamper looking for her... Just to see her! "The name, Miss Wing …. Is dangerous ". She reminded the words of the magnificent creature. -"What did he mean by that?". -That was the last thing Nigel thought before continuing her running - flight towards the enormous Earth eye, which was left by it's masters so undeservedly....
Continuance is promised...
I just wanted to see you...(Elana)
When the rain will come again, I will already not be here... I will not feel how it is dropping on my cheeks, trying to awake the long dead. The water will be leaking without end, removing the sand and mud out of my hair, but it will be already indifferent for me. Nekoxaru ... Forgive me. Sorry, if you had to see it too. I have not succeeded. Force has long left me. I just Caterpillar, miserable reptile which will never experience the joy of flight again. I forget, forget ... How to cry, how to laugh, what a feather is ... Fall Asleep ... Fall Asleep ....This thought had been shattered, and Nigel plunged into nothingness. When the sensations came back to Nigel, it spilled into her body like a great burning wave. It all started with small jerky strokes. Here the tuk tuk-tuk tuk-tuk ... Dum Dum Dum Dum. It is the motor started again. Her heart started again. Eyelids, Covered with sand, trembled and opened. The wave quickly surged up again. This time in the form of unbearable pain, filling every cell of her body. Nigel hurriedly closed her eyes again, trying to "deal" with her. But it did not work. Dum Dum Dum Dum."I'm alive!". -Nigel thought Vociferously. -"I'm still alive ... Still alive ".
The wave of pain surged down a little, and Nigel tried to stir the fingers. Successfully. It even felt like a joints cracked... Cluck cluck cllak. Nigel slowly opened her eyes.Everything was spinning like a wheel, and it was not possible to focus on something because of terrible Rumble in the ears. Suddenly the chains, as if trying to tie-up her chest, allowed Nigel to do one long completely blissful breath. Compressed because of contact with the ground, lights with a quiet Swish sipped a cool life-giving air. "Ah... So hurt! It is so hurts! ". - Thought Nigel in a complete unableness. She tried to squeeze her fingers into a fist. It worked. "Excellent, Nigi ….". She said to herself in her mind. "Now try to stand up". But alas ... This was not as easy as it was expected. The land seemed so barbed, cold and inhospitable to her. She made a weak attempt to rely on the Palm of her hands. And suddenly bumped to ... Blood … Blood … And a bright-blue feathers. "My ...". - She guessed. Still rising a little from the dusty soil, Nigel felt light dizziness. She tried to move her feet. They obeyed. Now she was sitting. Before finally standing up, Nigel decided to carefully inspect her body for bruises, cuts, wounds, and who knows what else. Legs. It seems nothing is broken. Only a few blooddrops. Hands. Also, only the skin all is scratched after landing. Suddenly blew a light breeze. "Ccold... How did it became so cool here! ". Nigel finally turned around. Everywhere was nothing but the sand shining in the Moonlight, rare rusty blades, looking from under the ground dried in the Sun and the patterned - winged dragonflies passing by Nigel. "I sometimes think I'm only one on this planet who cannot rise above the ground!". - Each time Passed in Nigel's head. -"I am only a worm, stirring in the mud". But she knew that it was entirely her fault. She had wings. A truly beautiful, beautiful wings. And appreciated it. Immensely! Just on that day, she had no luck. She was very scared and didn't know what to do ... Instead of just trying to remove the wing from the spike, she began moving the wing forward … Still she felt that disgusting feeling of torn skin. Wind blew stronger. Nigel, who was only in shorts and light jacket (her civilization was still really young and small, so they had yet to enjoy remnants of human heritage. all they produced was people's imprint), felt some goosebumps on her thin skin and her bones nagged like a glass ones. Yes, it was reminded from the lessons of biology, diliancs is similar in many respects to the people but they still have a lot of differences with them. For example, almost hollow bones. Time to pull more. Nigel felt that only three hours is left before the sunrise, and before that she had to visit the local Observatory. It was located about 5 miles from her home and was long ago abandoned. It was built by the people, and then when the crash happened, known as nuclear war, almost all of them have left the planet. Those who stayed behind and was subjected to radiation, now referred to as diliances. This is that they taught in a first grade. But now. Now she madly wanted to know who the mysterious stranger from another planet was. How does she look like, how her world looks. IS THERE ANOTHER living WORLDS IN THIS UNIVERSE. Just to … See her … But you have to forget about the pain and get up. Moving hardly her beaten limbs, she gently bended her knees and erected. It was not still very easy to keep the balance, but force of the legs was enough to keep a very massive body. For the first time in her life, she was glad to have an eighth size of the stops. Hesitating a bit, she made multiple short steps. Somewhere on the third she felt she has to cough. In the nose, apparently filled with lot of sand, because of the slow and painful oozing blood. It was clear that face suffered the most. Face and the hair literally liked by a dirt. It was raining that night, because a thick fog still hung in the air, and the moisture was everywhere. Thanks to the constant pain wide and convex Nigel's forehead was soon covered by a small derops of a sweat. Another step. Only now, having put her frozen hands in her pockets and finally hiving felt the folded sheet, she realised what her story her. She, Nigel Wing, jumped from a height of 19 meters and survived! All pain was extinguished instantly, appearing next to this incredible thought. She tried to stir the left wing. Everything is in order. Well... Most o it. Now the right one. Nigel cautiously opened it in the entire 3 meters length. Amazing! It does not hurt at all. But you need to protect it. Preserve and protect more than your virginity. Nigel waged her most precious treasure, to test his strength and flexibility. Strong air pressure in this strange flight, as it was evoked in fallen angel's memory, shockingly reckless and at the same time, such a beautiful and exciting flight, when she used the whole wing as a parachute ... Nigi suddenly stopped and laughed loudly to the tears, almost having bended herself on a half. Her tongue suddenly moved, signaling of the final adaptation of the brain to the prevailing conditions, and she said herself through the laughter:
-Ah, Nigel! Such a silly creature!
Now, when some of closed doors were opened again, Nigel couldn't help showing her excitement. She turned her face stained in dirt and swollen because of tears to the wind and again sipped deeply flow of air moving towards her. Now the pain has receded and familiar electrical impulses in the muscles began to appear again. Run. Sprint. Cross! But where? Nigel turned around again, this time more slowly and carefully. It was about an hour and a half before the sunrise. Nigel affectionately patted her wing, smoothing her feathers. It's Time. Her right leg planted into the ground, preparing push the rest of the body. The first second. Five miles per hour. Breathing is intermittent, frequent. Second five. Speed increased up to ten miles per hour. Engine brand "Stimulus", model "Dream". Second, the twentieth. Speed of 15 mile per hour. That is the limit now. Complete euphoria ... Dum Dum Dum Dum Dum. The heart was beating like Nigel was in love. And it was to some extent, true. The semi-circular shape of the building of the Observatory can already be seen. Great eye of the telescope seemed to meet her with a question look. But just out of blue…. Tree! Straight on the point she was passing now. Who can refuse something like this! She slowed down and waited a little, until the pain subsided (in fact the "correct" right wing sometimes even rose her above the ground) and the breath came to normal. Then she stepped closer to it and threw her looking above to his crown, as if she was trying to catch tree's eye. Then she brought a small sweated Palm to the ragged bark and stroked it. Just greeting. She leaned his head to cool it in the trunk of the tree and kissed it, hoping not to scratch her lips. Spreading branches closed this shameful ritual from some cruel eye. Then she just sat down, leaning to her new friend, and shut her eyes, reflecting on what she should to do next. The night was such a pleasant, cool and quiet. Hundreds of stars shined above her head, and one of them belonged to her Nekoxaru. HER? What a stupid thought. Probably, I strongly hit my head falling down. And anyway, how will I recognize her?!!! Stuuuupid….
-Not as stupid as you think! - Said somebody's squeaky voice. Nigel trembled and opened her eyes, shining with a liquid gold. But she was too exhausted to jump up.
- Who is here? – She asked scared.
-Don't worry. - The same strange voice softly replyed. My name is Ogrigotto Sinnriitoppi. And I was instructed to prepare you. -Nigel trembled yet again and turned a few times around herself.
-Who are you? Where are you? To prepare me for what? Please, speak, answer me! – A terrible panic began to cover Nigel.
-Do not try, you will not see me. Firstly, I too small for that. And secondly ... You are not allowed to until you sign a contract with our people.
-Contract ... I understand. – Unexpectedly calmly replied Nigel. -And you're gonna read a conditions me.
-Not today, Guetta Fierre (èlandžilopian "my friend"). Not tonight. You must understand at first that the choice laying in front of you is more difficult than you can imagine. You must choose between our people and our own. This life and another, radically different. Throw everything and not look back. Take our poison and a new body.
-New body …. – Nigel was a bit scared. – I agree. - She told finally firmly and decisively.
- Is is because of… Wing, eh?
Welll-Yes. – Nigel tried to wave her offshoot embarrassely...
-Did not have enough time to get used to the new "me" but already try to get rid of it. Creaky voice Slowly delivered with a small human accent. -You need to learn to love yourself.
-How can I?! – Nigel told to the emptiness, that should look very funny from aside. I, myself, had robbed a wing!
-But this was Nekoxaru's reason to write to you, wasn't it. – Coined the Ogrey, like it was his home task to find merit in what had happened with the Nagana Wing, and now he was standing in front of the strict teacher.
- How did you?! - Nigel started to gat angry, but soon she realized that he was absolutely right anyway. - Doesn't matter... - Sse smiled weakly and a little over whelmed.
She just had no time to think about it yet. Indeed! Neko wrote that such a correspondence is prohibited on her planet! Perhaps she had never dared to if ... Nigel's eyes turned into a hot honey, and two more bright stars were now on the sky.
-Yes ... She finally told quietly, not believing her former obtuseness. It seemed the dam of despair is finally broken. She jumped on her feet and went to the Observatory, which was already a few meters apart from the fallen angel.
-Do not rush. – Continued the voice. There is still time. – I shall leave you now. But remember that we have now become one, I am put to you. So when you will be coming back, do not forget to return to the place of our first meeting. Remember it, because it will start your new life.
-Wait! – Nigel exclaimed in horror.
-Questions?
-Mass!
-We still have….
-Please, only one! – It seemed she tried to catch the last blade of grass, falling off a cliff. -I am begging you!
-I am all attention.
-Tell ... Why me? And why now? And who are you? And why ...
-You asked for one. - He told with a thorn.
. – But I will answer almost everything you had time to ask. Consider this – the kind of advance payment. As I said, my name is Ogrigotto, and I belong to a very ancient race of èlandželopes. We existed, evolved and lived on this planet even before the people. But they have been extremely cruel and greedy, and so it became very difficult to share this planet with them. And then the best of us came up with a plan: to recruit one person, only one out of all. And we chose her.
-Her? Who is she? - Nigel felt that her old world finally collapsed into the abyss. She was terribly scared, but also terribly happy.
-Her name was Lucida Fulheart, and she was the typical orphan. Someday I'll tell you her story in details, when we will begin your training. -Nigel wanted to ask something again, but persisted. – She as was a usual an poor child, however, in a very prestigious orphanage. She had quite distinctive and unrestricted mind, that is why we chose her. She called us. But then when she had almost completed her initial mission, the event what you now call the great madness happened. Then she was infected too, because she had no luck to find herself in the heart of the action. We are all still mourn this loss. After that, we again had to hide. But then we have also begun to mutate. In the same way as you. And now when the atmosphere on Earth more or less stabilized, we need another agent. That would help us go to the Ètikoi and help us to get connected with other representatives of our race on this planet.
-I understand. But if you surpass human race so much, why didn't you just bring miss Fulhart back to life using your advanced technology? And why exactly I need you now?
-Because we have lost all our technology during the great disaster. And because you're just now has landed. We also have wings, but still take the energy and resources of the soil, and shackled to it. We need each other and you know it. At least to help you with the telescope.
-You will&! How?! - Nigel was bursting with the happiness.- Wait...You fly too? ...
-Yes. But I advise you not to ask such silly questions anymore.
-Sorry, sorry. - Nigel Hurriedly Corrected herself. - Please, go on.
-Thank you. We have chosen you because your way of thinking is very similar to the one for Lucy, and tour set of genes indicates that you very far related to her.
-Incredible!
-It Is. Plus, now you have the opportunity to communicate with distant planet Ètikoi. We even have not found out for sure how far it is from us. I am not allowed to tell you something more until you give us complete consent to the fulfilling of the contract. I have a huge honour to propose that to you.
-This is incredibly flattering! – Nigel Smiled. -Don't worry, I won't fail you.
-No Doubt. But remember that once you say "YES". There will be no turning back. Now he really said a speech, spoken to the Lucida by one of his ancestors, trying to hide the shameless excitement. -I will touch you, and you will be poisoned. It will awake in your body and change it. You will become one of us. After the signing up the contract you will have a year until the end of the transformation and for me to teach you everything. I do not have the right to accept your answer now, but I will appear around you every day when you're not expecting to check the progress of your thoughts. We will help you, but ask the infinite dedication as a payment. If you say "NO", I am authorized to instantly erase this conversation and everything down to the last seconds of our meeting from your memory The same thing happens if you will mention anything about us ….
-Grave!
-Excellent. And now you have to go. You have a week to make a final decision. I advise you not to think for a long time, and spend that time to establish a connection with Xaru.
-Goodbye, Otto.
-See you, Miss Wing. And more ... Completely forgotten!
-Yes?....
-Don't play with names. In our community only the wisests have a right to choose their names.
-But ... Why.
-Because they construct humans like a Figure shapes from the clay. You should know how to use this property correctly. It is dangerous to try to do this yourself: If you don't know how to.
-But ...
-The name, Miss Wing …. Is dangerous.
And the voice had disappeared in the darkness. Nigel tried to call it several times, but the this beautiful night sound has completely subsided. Now only cracking wings of the passing whistling beetle could be heard. It's nacreous exoskeleton was twinkling in the first, still timid rays of the rising sun. "Karèo Tingo ’ (dilianian "Oh no!")! I have to hurry! ". From the morning they will begin to search for her... And light will hamper seeing that distant, that far away world, hamper looking for her... Just to see her! "The name, Miss Wing …. Is dangerous ". She reminded the words of the magnificent creature. -"What did he mean by that?". -That was the last thing Nigel thought before continuing her running - flight towards the enormous Earth eye, which was left by it's masters so undeservedly....
Continuance is promised...
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