Conscious dreamsIn reason, through absence of doubt, be this tale told of a cloud, this cloud not fog nor steam but the thoughts of the steady, the same, left out of duration being that of many.
Drowning in light, and yet surrounded by darkness. Almost as if being that light, and falling when there is no ground to fall to. Albidus awoke finding himself floating above his bed again. Somehow his bed strap kept coming loose mid-flight aboard the Spade on their way to the space colony Vaetro. Their shuttle (the Spade) was on route for a tetra-portal named Opius. Each side led to an individual portal, through an additional dimension and subsequent to entering a portal in that dimension they would find themselves in another galaxy.
After departure from Earth, theories of how humankind should record time have floated around but none have ever stuck. Even Star-dates were not found accurate or readable considering once through the tetra-portals it’s practically a whole other universe. With this loss of t
Fallen SnowSnow, the crystalline fragments of my life fall before me, staring back ever so intently. I remember this moment, as I will remember it.
Awaking from the frozen dream, I found my window was left open; still churning in frozen dust from the ‘sill. Closing the window I faintly heard the bus brakes over the rusted hinge. I missed it again.
This would eventually result in a drenched, full locker, detention, and a tardy in my second hour class because I’ve already missed my first class. I knew this would happen because it happened last week. Thursday, the day before Friday, the only night I seem eager enough to start a weeks-worth project the day before it’s due. Working almost all night I only got one measly hour of sleep. Now that all-nighter (or close) was wasted. The project just so happened to be for my first hour.
Skipping the shower I rinsed my spaced out face, making sure I was dry before I went outside as not to become bit