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Alexandria Residence, Amelia, Araius Colony: Omega XI, Infinite Sacrifice, 10/02/2018, 1100
As I sit in my playroom racing, thoughts rush through my head. I wonder what's out there, beyond the limits of this reality, beyond the so called aliens I've come in contact with. I hop up from my spot in front of my gaming station and rush toward the living room. My eyes brighten when they spot my Oniichan and Oneesan sitting on the couch. The thoughts continue to flow as I rush over to them and plop down in their midst.
I scan them both and my mind continues to race. All the thoughts of existence, in this plain and others, continue to parade throughout me. As my mind circulates through the possibilities, I wonder if everything I did in my mind actually happened in the universe. I ponder these possibilities that could exist simultaneous with….with this universe. Considering all that I've seen in my stint here, I know for a fact that anything is possible. However, it’s still unnerving. It was unnerving when I first came into contact with the Norterans over three years ago and with the others that followed……all the way to Aquaius Centauri. I'm still baffled that I've been a member of the Alexandria family for more than three years, and I've seen more than most seven-year olds.
Despite my elder sibling's intent, concerned gazes on me, my legs find comfort as they are entrapped by my arms and my head rests atop my knees. My mind soars through all these ideas, these possibilities. What is it? Who are we, really? If we were made in The Most High's image, what does that truly mean? My creation of an Auric Transdimensional Gate two years ago, by accident no less, still concerns me. I was unable to use it, but I did examine it. Though I don't remember how it came into existence, I do remember what happened when it did. I felt a huge heavy presence surrounding me. This heaviness didn't dissipate until I ran into my room and saw a huge oval shaped door with steps resting at its feet.
At first sight of this portal, I screamed and ran to tell Nikoletta. Yet, she dismissed it as mere childish babble. I was surprised at this since we had seen so much over a short time. Nonetheless, I ended up dragging her to my room and showing her the creation that sprung from my mind. Seconds after seeing it however, it vanished. A huge cloud of white light consumed it and sent it to the Aquaius Centauri Museum of Fine Arts. As I ponder my creation to this day, I wonder what the other citizens of our colony world think of my creating this entity. I wonder if they too ponder the possibilities that lie beyond that door.
To this day, I pout at my fear of the unknown. Despite everything I've been through, most of my indecision has been due to this lone variable: fear. I was scared to be ripped away from my family with no means of return. Though I still wonder what could have been beyond that door, I still wish I made the journey. It still peaks my curiosity and I know that I'm not alone in this universe, but what of the other universes?
A sigh leaves me as I face my elder siblings, “Oniichan, Oneesan, do you think that there are other universes besides this one?”
Both tilt their heads in confusion of my query, “Caiden,” they chuckle, “where is this coming from? Has our mother been talking to you about quantum physics again? You know you don’t understand what she's saying. You should just ignore her when she enters that level and change the subject with your usual childish charms that you're known for.”
“Humph!” I hug my legs closer as I realize that they still don't believe me. They still don't realize the possibilities even though they've seen the Norterans, the DreamWeavers. They've comforted me from the nightmares given me by the DreamWeavers and consoled me during my terror filled tantrums after multiple contacts with the Norterans. I don’t understand how they can just dismiss what I'm saying as though I'm just a snot nosed brat.
Okay, yes, I'm a seven-year-old kid, but that's where my normalcy ends! I have cat ears and a tail, I have a vocabulary that would put theoretical physicists to shame, and most important, I'm unique! I've been told this on multiple occasions by my Grandmother, my stepdad, and our mother. Though my Grandmother claims to be behind me in everything that I do or say, she didn’t tell me how unbelieving my Oniichan and Oneesan would be as compared to her and our mother.
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Alexandria Residence, Amelia, Araius Colony: Omega XI, Infinite Sacrifice, 10/02/2018, 1100
As I sit in my playroom racing, thoughts rush through my head. I wonder what's out there, beyond the limits of this reality, beyond the so called aliens I've come in contact with. I hop up from my spot in front of my gaming station and rush toward the living room. My eyes brighten when they spot my Oniichan and Oneesan sitting on the couch. The thoughts continue to flow as I rush over to them and plop down in their midst.
I scan them both and my mind continues to race. All the thoughts of existence, in this plain and others, continue to parade throughout me. As my mind circulates through the possibilities, I wonder if everything I did in my mind actually happened in the universe. I ponder these possibilities that could exist simultaneous with….with this universe. Considering all that I've seen in my stint here, I know for a fact that anything is possible. However, it’s still unnerving. It was unnerving when I first came into contact with the Norterans over three years ago and with the others that followed……all the way to Aquaius Centauri. I'm still baffled that I've been a member of the Alexandria family for more than three years, and I've seen more than most seven-year olds.
Despite my elder sibling's intent, concerned gazes on me, my legs find comfort as they are entrapped by my arms and my head rests atop my knees. My mind soars through all these ideas, these possibilities. What is it? Who are we, really? If we were made in The Most High's image, what does that truly mean? My creation of an Auric Transdimensional Gate two years ago, by accident no less, still concerns me. I was unable to use it, but I did examine it. Though I don't remember how it came into existence, I do remember what happened when it did. I felt a huge heavy presence surrounding me. This heaviness didn't dissipate until I ran into my room and saw a huge oval shaped door with steps resting at its feet.
At first sight of this portal, I screamed and ran to tell Nikoletta. Yet, she dismissed it as mere childish babble. I was surprised at this since we had seen so much over a short time. Nonetheless, I ended up dragging her to my room and showing her the creation that sprung from my mind. Seconds after seeing it however, it vanished. A huge cloud of white light consumed it and sent it to the Aquaius Centauri Museum of Fine Arts. As I ponder my creation to this day, I wonder what the other citizens of our colony world think of my creating this entity. I wonder if they too ponder the possibilities that lie beyond that door.
To this day, I pout at my fear of the unknown. Despite everything I've been through, most of my indecision has been due to this lone variable: fear. I was scared to be ripped away from my family with no means of return. Though I still wonder what could have been beyond that door, I still wish I made the journey. It still peaks my curiosity and I know that I'm not alone in this universe, but what of the other universes?
A sigh leaves me as I face my elder siblings, “Oniichan, Oneesan, do you think that there are other universes besides this one?”
Both tilt their heads in confusion of my query, “Caiden,” they chuckle, “where is this coming from? Has our mother been talking to you about quantum physics again? You know you don’t understand what she's saying. You should just ignore her when she enters that level and change the subject with your usual childish charms that you're known for.”
“Humph!” I hug my legs closer as I realize that they still don't believe me. They still don't realize the possibilities even though they've seen the Norterans, the DreamWeavers. They've comforted me from the nightmares given me by the DreamWeavers and consoled me during my terror filled tantrums after multiple contacts with the Norterans. I don’t understand how they can just dismiss what I'm saying as though I'm just a snot nosed brat.
Okay, yes, I'm a seven-year-old kid, but that's where my normalcy ends! I have cat ears and a tail, I have a vocabulary that would put theoretical physicists to shame, and most important, I'm unique! I've been told this on multiple occasions by my Grandmother, my stepdad, and our mother. Though my Grandmother claims to be behind me in everything that I do or say, she didn’t tell me how unbelieving my Oniichan and Oneesan would be as compared to her and our mother.
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