Armhianthia, Arbhin Cioc [world best books to read .txt] 📗

any letter from Luse. And that was what occupied his mind. The books he picked up, ended either on his desk, or on a chair. Some really made it to the bookcase, but most were simply replaced to another place about the room.
The last letter Parcema had received, was from a place far in the south, after Luse left Nadirand and had entered Lagus’ borders. An inn that he had found because of some Lagus soldiers. He had written about the soldiers and how well they had treated Luse. And how some girl there at that inn, possibly the daughter of the innkeeper, had got his attention. At the end of the letter Luse wrote about the ongoing road to the south of Lagus. He thought he would have to make a stroll through a wild outdoors. No roads and no people to meet along the way. But he promised to send a letter or a sign anytime as he was able to do so.
And that was some weeks back now.
Eagrival Boreo had send many letters to the Eagris, with pleads for help with his regent. And with one of those letters he mentioned he heard rumours of an Eagrival in Lagus, who never arrived at the palace of Lagus.
Things went wrong at Lagus. Parcema’s thoughts went from Luse to Boreo, while his hands went from the floor to the desk, filled with books.
His mind stopped thinking and he watched his desk, that was now filled with books. He should write Boreo back. But he had no idea how to help Borreo. Sending another Eagrival was not the solution. But sending advise alone was neither good.
But for writing he would need his desk, which was now filled with books for at least six books high. In thoughts between putting the books back to the floor, or leaving them where they were, he looked out of the little window. Just as his eyes caught sight of a line shooting from the sky to the south. With quick pace Parcema went to the window to have a better view.
With renewed energy, he forgot about books, or Lagus. It took him some efforts to find the things he was looking for, but after a while he found what he was looking for. With a calendar and a copy of the book that Luse took with him on the road, Parcema muttered unhearable. Nodding he lay the calendar in the bookcase. The sign. He was sure about that. The sign had shown.

Awakenings

Awakenings

Parce felt a rough shock go through his body and through the entire ship.
Beams of steel made a noise as if they were not made to hold these forces. Like in a fog, he heard parts of the vessel break, but he could not open his eyes to see what was going on. Sweat was running down his forehead, his feet were numb and from his waist down he could feel the blankets were wet, as were the entire bed. Still he could not move at all, neither would he move, if he have had feeling in his legs. He felt the poison in his body run through his veins. His thoughts were like in a fog and he has been dreaming about his partner for several times already. But everytime that the dreams seems too real, the dreams broke off. Everything was distances away from reality. And reality was out of reach.
Unable to move he heard the engines run, but with a different sound now.
And he felt all gravity in the vessel had changed. It took some time, than he heard the engines fall silent.
Silence came over the vessel and over his head. He must have found his time. It was all over, he was going to die, his vessels thrusting power had stopped and now he was left somewhere in space. A floating, if the vessel was still floating, coffin, in deep space.
Earth was nowhere around.
The silence was a relieve against the constant hum of years. With the new silence a tiredness came over him, like he had never felt before. It pulled his eyes close. He felt every muscle in his body come to relax. His head felt empty like it had never been before for a long time.
Not sure whether it was a long time, he was aware that he was still in the same position as some moments back. Of course he could not move but his mind wandered off from time to time, so he had no idea when he slept or not. But from time to time he became aware that he was laying on a bed.
And shortly after that he drifted away in thoughts and broken dreams again.
Always this sensation of the poison in his body.
He heard a noise and he saw a black monster enter the vessel. Light of a nearby star shone through the hole where the monster came in. As Parce tried to focus, the whole room darkened again. Through the slime over his eyes he saw some spots floating around, and that was all he could make out. Tired of straining his eyes, he floated off to sleep again. Dreaming about air and plants. Suddenly he felt a stinging pain in his feet, looking down, he saw that same grass again penetrating his boots. In panic he tried to kick off the grasses from his boots. Trying to avoid of what he now knew what they could do. But as hard as he kicked, the grass would not let go.
He reached down with his hands to pluck the pieces away, but as far as he reached, he could not reach his feet.
Suddenly he felt something touching his body. Pressure of little things on his body over his body, and movement of his body up and down.
Somehow it seemed they were searching for something. He tried to open up his eyes, but all he could see was a yellow-green light. He felt the slime over his eyes had hardened. But he felt that the air had changed. It felt clear.
His lungs relaxed and opened to the new fresh air that filled inside him. He could feel that he was no longer inside the vessel. In his thoughts he was back on earth.
He heard voices or sounds that could be voices. Something cold suddenly touched his lips. Unable to react due to his poisoned body his shock was only for himself. Then he felt a cold liquid flushing over his lips and chin. Apparently his lips were not pressed close, for some of the liquid came in his mouth.
At first he was afraid that he would choke on the fluid, because he was not able to use his body functions, but to his own surprise he did not.
The fluid was cold, but tasteless and it remind him of one time he was in the army.
He had been out for training and the night had been freezing cold. He volunteered for guard and had been out for half the night. In his green uniform and armed he strolled the camp for half the night. To stay awake he took little nips from his flask, which he had laying on the ground in the cold. He could almost relive the entire night again, like it happened for real. He dreamed the whole dream out not disturbed by poison or troubled thoughts.

Luse ran for the star. Not thinking about the bushes and tree branches that tucked his clothings and scratched his skin. He had been witness of a star falling from the sky with such power, that it shook the earth. He would be the first to see it with his own eyes. Even though that star did not fall far from his position, it took Luse longer than he had estimated.
The hill sloped downwards and the further he descended the hill, the higher the trees grew. And the higher the trees, the bigger the branches. In the end Luse was prevented from running and cautiously had to duck and dodge trees and thick branches.
Trying to catch his breath again, Luse halted and leaned against a tree. Panting fast because he was not used to running anymore and lack of air made his head feel light. Feeling his sides, he realised that he had left his drinking flask and the rest of his food behind. Looking back in wonder if he would still get it, than looking forward to where the star had hit earth, he came to the conclusion that he better headed back.
Luse turned to walk the whole way back to the place where he slept last night, but as he turned, he saw a glittering in the morning sun. Stopping halfway his turn, he looked for what that glittering was. Stepping some steps in that direction, he realised, something metal was laying around in the forest. It had broken his way through the forest with great force, for some trees were broken where they stood and some crowns were torn away.
The circle of broken trees was large. Large enough to make place for many people to stand in its position. Luse stopped halfway his first step. Not only because of the massive amount of metal on one place, but something was moving around the vessel too. Small creatures, like animals, were strolling around the metal heap.
It took Luse a moment to see better, he could make out that the creatures were walking on their hind legs. Although very furry, they had humanoid features about them. But their ears were almost like pig ears.
The heads as broad as the shoulders, but none of those creatures really reached higher then Luses chest.
Carefully Luse set a step backwards. He did not want to disturb these creatures.
Even though he wanted to be the first to see the fallen star, he had no will to disturb these creatures, not knowing what they were up to.
Carefully he took another step back, and a second. Only after he took five or more steps away from the metal heap, he dared to take his eyes off the scrapheap of metal and wood. With these unknown creatures trying to understand what had happened.
Luse decided that is was best to first get his flask and food and after that come back for investigating this star.
Since now there was no real urgency pushing him, Luse took more care to look around him, and for the first time he saw what kinds of trees were here and what kinds of vegetation.
He stopped.
This was just as the plants that were discussed in the book he was studying. He had it read so often, that now he was able to read the book, without having to hold it. He looked around and everywhere he looked, parts of the book relived by the looks around him.
Careful not to lose track, Luse tried to remember everything he had passed