A Step With Me

Mary Lou and Gabe slowly walk down the road, side-by-side. Mary Lou’s shoes were wet with each step as she intentionally stepped in each puddle. She enjoyed the crisp smell in the air after a fresh rainfall. Gabe didn’t like the rain or being outside for long periods of time.

Gabe remained quiet with his thumb in his mouth. Mary Lou reached out her hand to Gabe. He turned his head and looked at it.

“Trust me,” she says.

Gabe takes his thumb out of his mouth and grabs her hand.

They walk forward into the early light of daybreak.

Creation Of A New Language-Seppe

Seppe is the langauge of a group of underground activists who have lived in the sewers underneath the city of Shalvaston for centuries. It allows for these people, who are known as the Blue Knights to speak in code and communicate with their spies.

The Blue Knights received their name by overthrowing evil King Bursos. King Bursos had an obsession with the color blue and often chose to torture his subjects with objects that had an association with that color. People died by drowning, suffocation and being thrown out of airplanes.

The Blue Knights stay away from the world up-top as they call it and do not associate with the top-dwellers. They stay to themselves. The Blue Knights have been in hiding and do not engage with the activities that take place above them. As far as they know, up-top is in total chaos.

Seppe means strength, resiliency, and bravery.

Trapped And Afraid

He took a deep breath and thrust his hand into the bag. His fingers made contact with something slimy, yet gritty in its’ consistency. He twisted his face as he lifted his hand out of the bag and glanced at Sheila.

“What are you trying to pull?” he asks. “When I told you I wanted this mixture to be smooth to the touch, I didn’t expect you would give me something like this!”

“I’m sorry Ray,” Sheila says. “I’ve been working on this day and night and I told you this would take time…”

“Time is a luxury we can’t afford!” Ray yells. “Keep this up and you’ll never see your husband and daughter again.”

“No,” Sheila whimpers and takes a step closer to Ray, attempting to clasp her hands together. Her hands are still restricted by the metal handcuffs clamped tightly to her wrists.

“Please…I beg of you.”