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Fantastic Children 2 Ch.7
Chapter 7: Seth Soreto Hasmodai: Surrender
Lord Seth stood on a tall rock and stared out to sea. Over the water he could see Ketplaque Island, near enough that the little white squares of houses were visible among the dark green foliage. Some of the researchers working at the Rugen Institute lived there, at least during the week. There were no other islands in sight. The GED group had originally chosen Kuril and Ketplaque for the privacy their isolation would give.
But Seth knew that over the waves and out of sight, there was a tiny, lonely island with a 200-year-old shrine on it. In it, a man and a woman waited for their son to return and take over running the shrine.
Their son would return soon. Thoma's unmarked, dead body would be delivered to his family, the victim of a tragic boating accident which would also have claimed the lives of the respected Doctor Gherta Hawksbee, and the mysterious Damien, wealthy benefacto
Fantastic Children 2 Ch.6
Chapter 6: Tarlant, Baldwin, Dumas: Wheels Within Wheels
Tarlant snapped awake guiltily at Agi's shout. Not that he had much to feel guilty about. He was a mechanical engineer, and now that all the equipment had been assembled, and research was the goal, he was mainly useful as an assistant or when repairs or adjustments were necessary.
He hurried toward the sound of the shout, readying his apology, but it was not necessary. Agi was staring in consternation at Squeak. The robot was aligning one of the enormous sensor panelsif they had had time to construct the facility properly, they would have been automatically adjustablebut was issuing a high-pitched alarm tone, and red lights were flashing all over its body.
"What's wrong with it?" Agi demanded.
"Beats me, I haven't had a chance to take one apart and see what makes it tick yet." Tarlant could have pointed out that it was Agi who had said that would be a was
Fantastic Children 2 Ch.5
Chapter 5: Soreto, Winter, Belle: Beginnings
The ship in which Dumas had traveled from Greecia was uncommonly small and functional: as was only reasonable, if he had planned to abandon it and return via the Zone. The equipment was packed tightly and efficiently into the hold, and once the two robots that Dumas called for had been activated, the Greecian scientists stepped back and let them take care of the unloading.
Soreto had absorbed the data Dumas had brought with him, as had the others. Now she continued to study it in detail on a data pad. Having something artificially implanted into your memory was quick and useful, but visual records were far more reliable than memory when every detail needed to be considered. And implanted memories were notoriously unstable, unless you reinforced them with actual study.
The situation did seem dire, and would quickly become catastrophic as the continued cold must send innumerable species of plants and animals into extinction. Nearby,
Fantastic Children 2 Ch.4
Chapter 4: Pollux and Dumas: Tearful Mornings
Building the device had been the easy part. Keeping anybody from knowing about it had been nearly impossible. Pollux had watched Castor tinkering with his own project for half an hour before feigning disinterest and boredom, and wandering off to dismantle a portable computer on his own.
"I just want to see what it looks like inside," Pollux told Doctor Mellert when she started asking questions. "I've never had one I was allowed to take apart before."
As he disassembled the machine bit by bit, he laid the parts out neatly on the counter of the lab. All but the parts he needed. Those he secreted in his pocket when Mellert's attention was on Castor.
To Pollux's surprise, Castor became curious, and left his own work to see what Pollux was doing. Caster cast one glance at the arranged parts, and raised an eyebrow at his twin. Pollux felt Castor's curiosity change to su
Fantastic Children 2 Ch.3
Chapter 3: Teo: Small Planet
Teo took a deep breath of sea air and let all the tension leave his body with it. He had not thought that the day would come when he was relieved to be leaving home. He loved his sister Serena, and was happy she was in love and going to be married, but he did wish that she had fallen in love with someone he actually liked.
Lately Rogan had been casually asking questions about whether Teo planned to go to college, and exactly when, or whether he had been looking for a part-time job yet, and even about which of the siblings actually owned the house their parents had left them. Even Serena seemed to be impatient with him lately. He knew he was not precisely unwanted, but his presence was clearly tolerated rather than welcomed.
His life at school was much the same. He got along most of his classmates, but couldn't say anyone was particularly his friend. A strange sense of non-belonging had caused him to hold back from
Fantastic Children 2 Ch.2
Chapter 2: Pollux: The Butterfly and the Wasp
Swiftly the wasp flies
The butterfly drifts softly
To the same blossom
The wasp flies at 250 km/ph. The butterfly drifts at 10 km/ph. They start at the same place, and reach the same flower simultaneously. If they each traveled 27 km, how much earlier must the butterfly have started? Round to the nearest minute.
Castor Weaver scrawled the final answer on his paper and slid it toward the examiner with thinly veiled contempt. He looked away as the man examined the test paper. Pollux could feel his twin's irritation, but it was nothing new. Castor had been born angry.
"You got the answers right, but you didn't show the steps you took to arrive at them," the examiner finally said.
"Does it really matter?" A tall, red-haired woman shifted her position impatiently at the end of the table. "He's barely five years old. Not even."
"And you want me to issue him a high school
Fantastic Children 2 Ch.1
Fantastic Children 2: Lost Souls
Chapter 1: Ian: The continuation of the dream.
"Far, far below, beneath the crystal clear and shining deep blue sea,
A tiny little flower sleeps so peacefully.
Soft and gentle breezes sing a quiet tune while flying through rainbows,
And all the fish are playing in the sky to and fro."
The baby Ian held in his arms stopped squalling and settled into curious silence, looking up at his sixteen-year-old cousin as they rocked on the porch together. Ian smiled down at the newborn. Another family member. The thought sent a stab of delight though him. The baby was moist and warm and gave off a curious smell of baby powder and milk.
"Didn't I tell you?" Belle said triumphantly to her Aunt Sarah. "My big brother is awesome with kids."
"I wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't seen it," the frazzled Aunt Sarah said. "Ian, would you like to move in with us? Just till the little ones grow up and move out."
EasterRemember what you love,
you with sand in your teeth
and the feral burn of hunger
in your eyes.
God sends his regrets.
He made you grasping and slow,
in a late hour
when the wine washed low.
Remember what you love.
Fall to your knees in the toss
and the swell, quell
the appetite of the cold black sea.
Beg blessings for your home
and the salt-sick trees.
Reach what lies near:
the fat-faced child, the sweet-soft lamb;
tether the tantrum, trickle the blood.
Offer psalms to what is holy,
whisper the name of what you love
as it bobs in the bleak mad sea.
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