Post by lucymalta on Mar 1, 2009 11:42:59 GMT -10
Ok, I know... It's been a while.... But when your muse gives you three stories at the same time, it's a little difficult to get them finished. However, a LONG discussion and some promises finally persuaded her to let me (almost) complete one of them.... Though it may be a long while before the other two are ready....
The complete story will be coming soon, but I thought I'd let you have a little snippet.... BTW... This is going to be very, very different to my other stories....
Lucy
The Sentinel
It stood on a raised piece of crystalline rock carefully monitoring the equipment that the ancients had left behind, the only thing capable of sending out a message far enough to possibly be heard by the ‘others’. It had heard the stories and the history of its race, how they had developed from beings confined to a physical form into almost pure energy.
That had been a mistake – and a costly one, the energy released when the people had left their bodies had caused problems for the planet, knocked it of its path around the primary sun. Over the last 200 revolutions, they had used their skills of manipulating energy to try and stablise the planet to no avail. Their home was doomed and time was running out.
At the last meeting it had been shocked to see how few energies were left, staggered to hear that many had become so depleted they could not renew themselves. Without renewal their race would become extinct in a very short time. They needed help, but they were far on the edge of the galaxy and had kept themselves hidden away.
It had been asked to send the message – not because it was the strongest, youngest or oldest, but because it could keep the tightest focus of its people, and that was needed for long distance communication. Carefully it scanned the skies making sure the message was clear.
It paused. An echo had just come through the equipment, very faint, but definitely an echo – was it a ship of the others, or a reflection from a distant planet? It returned the beam to the location of the echo and boosted the power slightly. The echo returned once more, yet it was still nebulous, though stronger.
The Sentinel paused in its work, contemplating the possibilities. Finally it made a decision, using the equipment to boost its own power, it sent the distress call once more and used the message as an anchor for its own thought energy.
When the echo returned, the strength had been magnified and with it came a whisper of thought…
The complete story will be coming soon, but I thought I'd let you have a little snippet.... BTW... This is going to be very, very different to my other stories....
Lucy
The Sentinel
It stood on a raised piece of crystalline rock carefully monitoring the equipment that the ancients had left behind, the only thing capable of sending out a message far enough to possibly be heard by the ‘others’. It had heard the stories and the history of its race, how they had developed from beings confined to a physical form into almost pure energy.
That had been a mistake – and a costly one, the energy released when the people had left their bodies had caused problems for the planet, knocked it of its path around the primary sun. Over the last 200 revolutions, they had used their skills of manipulating energy to try and stablise the planet to no avail. Their home was doomed and time was running out.
At the last meeting it had been shocked to see how few energies were left, staggered to hear that many had become so depleted they could not renew themselves. Without renewal their race would become extinct in a very short time. They needed help, but they were far on the edge of the galaxy and had kept themselves hidden away.
It had been asked to send the message – not because it was the strongest, youngest or oldest, but because it could keep the tightest focus of its people, and that was needed for long distance communication. Carefully it scanned the skies making sure the message was clear.
It paused. An echo had just come through the equipment, very faint, but definitely an echo – was it a ship of the others, or a reflection from a distant planet? It returned the beam to the location of the echo and boosted the power slightly. The echo returned once more, yet it was still nebulous, though stronger.
The Sentinel paused in its work, contemplating the possibilities. Finally it made a decision, using the equipment to boost its own power, it sent the distress call once more and used the message as an anchor for its own thought energy.
When the echo returned, the strength had been magnified and with it came a whisper of thought…