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Et In Arcadia Nos - Part 2

Wednesday, August 17th, 2005 @ 18:48

[Part 2 out of 4. Read Part 1.]

They should have listened to MARA, when she had warned them of the hard times to come, of the military coup in Varsa, of the declining Senate of the Llenane Confederation, too big and loose to keep a whole continent under its guidance any longer. They should have paid more attention to the alarming signs of the previous years, to the escalation of political incidents, when governments had begun to worry and slowly admit to themselves that the situation was getting out of hand, on the diplomatic level as well as on the economic one. They should have listened to her, indeed, when she had told the Council of Nations that they had to step in as moderators between Mornen and Llenan, before it was too late.

The negotiations had lamentably backfired, the two other continents taking offense at Ewell’s repeated ingerence in their foreign affairs, and in the end, war had taken its claim on them all.

In his office of the highest tower of the Core Research Center, Vall’Eran was replaying for the tenth time the latest holo-display he had received on the secured Ministry channel. Obeying the new orders would only send them spiralling even more quickly on the road to destruction. A nano-virus! Using the units to assist the medics wasn’t enough anymore. He had consecrated his life and work to this research in the hopes of helping medicine progress, of bettering life conditions for the Ewelli and for the rest of the world, once it could be adapted to the human race, and now they wanted him to turn his precious nano-bots into a weapon of mass destruction against Mornen and Llenan.

“Eran, we need to talk.”

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Et In Arcadia Nos - Part 1

Saturday, August 13th, 2005 @ 22:11

[A draft for a short story I’m trying to put together. It can be seen as specific material, as it’s set in the world I’m working on, and I’m not sure yet whether I’ll manage to give it enough sense to stand on its own, or if it should forever remain stashed in a folder until I publish a longer story presenting said world itself. I’m also still trying my hand at using proper dialogue mechanisms in another language than mine. Please bear with me.]

 


Et In Arcadia Nos


 

Once the communications were restrained, Chief Engineer Vall’Eran knew that it was only a matter of hours before the personnel would get at him.

“This is going nowhere! What do you want?”

Enhanced by the nano-transmitters whirlwinding around him from his personal unit, his voice boomed in the vast conference room of the Core Research Center, covering for a second the shouts of the workers. Coming from all nations of Ewell, from the white-haired Rims to the stern Kellens with their icy gazes, they were all gathered on that day for the same reason, and he couldn’t ignore their claims any more.

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The Story That Fell From The Sky

Sunday, August 7th, 2005 @ 22:14

[Following my decision to take the risk to publish a few stories online, this is a short text from a few weeks ago— when I realized it was indeed very short, I decided that making it longer just for the sake of it wouldn’t fit. I wrote it directly in English, as I wasn’t feeling very inspired with French. Let’s hope it doesn’t contain too many mistakes.]

 


The Story That Fell From The Sky


 

On a warm spring afternoon, the Story fell from the sky.

It was a short story, at first—no more than a few sentences, randomly thrown together in a much disorganized way, lazily soaring on the wind, above the red and grey roofs of the small town. Stories always started with few words, and always went unnoticed.

When the first Sentence took shape, born from the glee of a child quietly playing on the pavement near the bakery, the Story started to move a little more quickly.

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