I'm not messing with your minds, I'm toying with your souls
reaching deep inside for a story untold
I drive a hard bargain so I bring this to you
the sequel of Disowned
It will shed some light soon
but we all must wonder
what has become of the forgotten lawn chair?
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The Space Odyssey: Back to Reallity
Chapter 1
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One more day. Only one more day.
Sitting at his desk among mountains of paper wok. His final tasks before he can leave. He watches the clock, glancing every few seconds. Hoping for a change in the time. He works like mad trying not to succumb to any further distractions for his mother promised him his only wish.
A space odyssey. So unreal. A year of freedom from this hellish life style.
He sits back with one of many documents in his hands. His cup of coffee before him, begining to get cold. He twirls his pen lazily as he reads through the legal.......what ever. His mind prepared to go.
He bites the pen cap in earnest as he sets the folder back down, prepared to sign when the building begins to shake. It starts real light, like a wind striking the building from one side. But the quake strengthens and the room is sent a flury. Everything shaking violently. Pictures fall to the floor and shatter. His paper work toppling from it's stacks. His coffee inadvertently spills within the mess.
The screams of many of his workers can be heard through the walls and floor. He latches on to his desk just hoping the building doesn't go down. Growing even rougher, the vibration causes his chair to tip and he falls to the floor. He ducks under his desk and prepares for the worst, pinching his eyes shut.
But the trembling stops just like it started. He cracks open one eye as a sheet of coffee stained paper floats down infront of him and lands gently on the floor. He picks up the paper only to see the smeared writing.
He crawls from his hiding place and stands to face his desk. He sighs deep at the mess presented before him. He picks up his tipped coffee cup and looks at it carefully. A large crack, nearly splitting it in half.
Sure it's just a coffee mug, easily replaced. But it had been under the tree for him this year, with Tsuragi's name on it too. It was a simple black, ceramic piece, with a silly gray kitty cat painted on it by hand and had 'Daddy' written on the handle.
He sets it down gently and slowly straightens the piles of last mintue detail his mother had lovingly bestowed on him. He must wonder, did she plan this to a T, not wanting him to go so soon. She would do something like that, maybe in mockery of him. Or maybe he's imagining it all, and is merely paying his dues for the slacking he has potrayed in the last week or so.
The contract. The one he was about to sign. It registers in his mind and he fishes deep in the pile for it. Only to have it come up with the worst of the spill. Perhaps this was merely a sign telling him not to agree.
Tossing the worthless piece in the trash, a tap comes to the window, only startling him more then he already is. He manages to knocked the remaining work on the floor. But it doesn't go away. Some one knocks on the window again.
The window? At forty floors. He moves expectantly and throws open the heavy glass. He's soon met with a smile he only hoped to see. Not one but two smiles. But that is his life. Stepping aside to allow them in. When did his luck decide to change?
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I hope this a holds you, or gives you a start,
I'll work to update every day or two....
I'm trying a new style and I'm hoping to make my chapters longer......
This better work........
"Farewell to being Disowned, I have a better life, but now.......I'm off for an adventure. An adventure in space!"
The Space Odyssey: Back to Reallity
*How ironic, I don't even believe in such a thought. Reallity.*
reaching deep inside for a story untold
I drive a hard bargain so I bring this to you
the sequel of Disowned
It will shed some light soon
but we all must wonder
what has become of the forgotten lawn chair?
**********************************************************************************
The Space Odyssey: Back to Reallity
Chapter 1
****************************
One more day. Only one more day.
Sitting at his desk among mountains of paper wok. His final tasks before he can leave. He watches the clock, glancing every few seconds. Hoping for a change in the time. He works like mad trying not to succumb to any further distractions for his mother promised him his only wish.
A space odyssey. So unreal. A year of freedom from this hellish life style.
He sits back with one of many documents in his hands. His cup of coffee before him, begining to get cold. He twirls his pen lazily as he reads through the legal.......what ever. His mind prepared to go.
He bites the pen cap in earnest as he sets the folder back down, prepared to sign when the building begins to shake. It starts real light, like a wind striking the building from one side. But the quake strengthens and the room is sent a flury. Everything shaking violently. Pictures fall to the floor and shatter. His paper work toppling from it's stacks. His coffee inadvertently spills within the mess.
The screams of many of his workers can be heard through the walls and floor. He latches on to his desk just hoping the building doesn't go down. Growing even rougher, the vibration causes his chair to tip and he falls to the floor. He ducks under his desk and prepares for the worst, pinching his eyes shut.
But the trembling stops just like it started. He cracks open one eye as a sheet of coffee stained paper floats down infront of him and lands gently on the floor. He picks up the paper only to see the smeared writing.
He crawls from his hiding place and stands to face his desk. He sighs deep at the mess presented before him. He picks up his tipped coffee cup and looks at it carefully. A large crack, nearly splitting it in half.
Sure it's just a coffee mug, easily replaced. But it had been under the tree for him this year, with Tsuragi's name on it too. It was a simple black, ceramic piece, with a silly gray kitty cat painted on it by hand and had 'Daddy' written on the handle.
He sets it down gently and slowly straightens the piles of last mintue detail his mother had lovingly bestowed on him. He must wonder, did she plan this to a T, not wanting him to go so soon. She would do something like that, maybe in mockery of him. Or maybe he's imagining it all, and is merely paying his dues for the slacking he has potrayed in the last week or so.
The contract. The one he was about to sign. It registers in his mind and he fishes deep in the pile for it. Only to have it come up with the worst of the spill. Perhaps this was merely a sign telling him not to agree.
Tossing the worthless piece in the trash, a tap comes to the window, only startling him more then he already is. He manages to knocked the remaining work on the floor. But it doesn't go away. Some one knocks on the window again.
The window? At forty floors. He moves expectantly and throws open the heavy glass. He's soon met with a smile he only hoped to see. Not one but two smiles. But that is his life. Stepping aside to allow them in. When did his luck decide to change?
**********************************************************************************
I hope this a holds you, or gives you a start,
I'll work to update every day or two....
I'm trying a new style and I'm hoping to make my chapters longer......
This better work........
"Farewell to being Disowned, I have a better life, but now.......I'm off for an adventure. An adventure in space!"
The Space Odyssey: Back to Reallity
*How ironic, I don't even believe in such a thought. Reallity.*
