Destiny Ch. 02

“We’re moving,” Jace said.  He turned to face the small camp.  Lines of sweat rolled down his flushed face.  His actions against the Eliksni had worn him down more than he let on.  Typical.  I was just glad to see a reminder that he wasn’t as unbreakable as he’d always tried to show.  “Tsuni, find whoever is in charge with the refugees and give them directions to the city.  I’ll signal the Tower for an escort  as soon as-“

“You know our orders,” Tsuni interrupted.  “No communication and no deviation until we’ve learned the reason for their movements.  If we call in early or give away our intentions, it could wipe out all the work we’ve done so far.”

Destiny Ch. 01

Sometimes I write other things.  This is a story based off of the Destiny video game.  Probably won’t make much sense if you aren’t familiar with the game.

It’s been twelve days since the last time I died.

My fingers touch the back of my neck while my ghost shifts slightly, as if in sympathy to the phantom pain.  It doesn’t hurt.  Not really.  I just feel like it should.  I always feel like it should still hurt afterwards but, eventually it fades.  Until the next time.

The stiff, dark grass next to my outstretched leg stirs.  The sky is wide and blue and beautiful above me.  …