TFE
Chapter 12 Epilogue II
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Epilogue II
Unbeknown to any Transformer on Earth, when the light from Evacs chest drowned out the day, the effect was noticed elsewhere.
In a dimly lit cavern, miles below the surface of a heavily populated planet, a sacred artifact long forgotten glowed dimly in the darkness, then faded again.
On another world on the other side of the galaxy, the figure sat motionless within a temple locked from time. Intricate patterns of light flowed along the circular dome imbedded in his chest, and then it disappeared, leaving the warrior alone to his darkness.
In a small ship in a distant quadrant, it's captain paused momentarily. He saw the artifact sitting at his side glow softly, and he reached out to touch it. The glow was gone before he could reach it. He shrugged, and returned to his long, torturous flight home.
Another warrior too paused, his great battle axe falling to the ground, as he froze. He glanced around the surrounding forrest, looking for the source of his sudden discomfort, but found none.
In a bustling display on a Quintesson world, another artifact glowed behind tranparasteel walls, unnoticed by any of the hundreds milling nearby.
And on Cybertron, a leader paused. He stared up at the sky, a look of wonder on his face. He saw the stars stretch out before him, and for some reason, he suddenly felt as though he was connected with someone, somewhere on them.
The feeling passed, and he frowned, trying to reestablish what he had just felt.
"Is something wrong?" His aide asked.
Sentinel Prime shook his head. "No, Ultra Magnus. I'm fine. But for a moment, I felt something. Like an old friend, calling out for me."
"Sir?"
He shook his head. "Never mind. It was nothing. Lets go."
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