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The Shard from Babel

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Entry to this week’s Sunday Photo Fictioner!

Daedalus lurched over in agony as he hit table. Tears trickled down his face as he gripped the antenna in pain. The shock had flooded his consciousness with the voices of an entire city’s grievances. Oh how he wished the Rosetta shard had never came to him. The product offered telepathy in exchange for some real-estate in his cranium. TELEPATHY!! Did he think eavesdropping on the thoughts and dreams of others was a good idea? Mindless chatter, insecurities, wish-fulfillment, self-love, self-hate, profanity followed by more profanity… You’d think people simmer down this time of the night but it’s more the same. More like the shard from Babel he bemoaned while turning up the TV volume to drown out the voices.

Charon 3.

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Image by lucifersdream at http://lucifersdream.deviantart.com/

Case 2662:

Grey. The fury of a winter’s storm stifles every movement forward. I hardly see the ground some two paces from where I stand, enduring the mountain’s wrath. Yet, I still sense my companion a few meters in front radiating with a burning passion that casts all doubts aside. He was going to scale the mountain with or without help.

Red. Blood boils in defiance of death. Such was the color and mood of the sky when I reached the summit the next evening. I found his frozen body, stiff like the mountain, yet unyielding to its will. His was not alone for many others just like him also stood, encased in icy opposition against fate. Their spirits continue to fight, torching the clouds and staving off night. Blood burns the brightest when drawn to Death’s peak I thought.

Case 497:

Heaven falls. The spirals of new Babel that pierce the God’s realm began to buckle. My companion and I race down the tower, rappelling off the million-step coil that strangled the tower. Above us, the descending storm eviscerated man’s creation but not his hubris. The way forward was barred but not lost. Let us build Paradise on Earth to match the heavens then.

Hell rises. A wave of sand chokes new Atlantis, the city of the Sea.  Now desert nomads, we huddle in sand pits as dust storms rage amidst the ocean’s carcass. Electrolyzing the sea-water was certainly a mistake after the atmospheric breach. A price we must all pay when we toyed with climate controllers. Is it man’s nature to transgress its bounds my companion mused? When man believes itself God, who is left to check him I replied?

Case 75724:

Upstream. A young woman saunters down the banks of the river Lethe, distraught over her lover who drank from its waters and lost his memories. Torn between severing her own memories, she leans over to the water’s edge and casts her reflection on the amnesic currents. Despair prevails and she throws herself into oblivion.

Downstream. A young man saunters up the banks of the river Lethe, disoriented from having imbibed its waters. He witnesses a young woman struggling against the river’s currents, desperate to remain afloat. Out of instinct, he dives into the watery rapids and rescues her.

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Parts 1, 2, 3