Another short piece within the First Contact universe, “Ruination”. Enjoy!
Vaering turned his eyes outward, over the crowds, and felt a swell of pride. So many people had come out to see the completion of the project. So many others had actually contributed their time and efforts to see the project realized; Like his friend Skjord. His eyes moved to observe the hulk of a Narelhen and then noticed that Skjord, along with the other Order leaders, had focused on a small group of people. As if snapping out of a dream, Vaering realized that the constant drone of hundreds of thousands of people had ceased. An eerie silence had fallen over them and as he searched for the cause his eyes again fell on the small group of people.
It was the Council! He, like the rest of The Order, snapped to attention as they approached the small dais that had been constructed at the base of the tower. But he only counted five among them. Where were the other two? The lead member rose a hand, a hand that shone as brightly as the spire behind them. He, like so many of the subspecies of Narelhen, was cybernetically enhanced. The Order troops relaxed, and the Council turned to face the throngs of people who had gathered.
The lead Council member stepped forward to lean against the small Dais, his robes falling over his hands before he reached up to pull the hood back. More metal shone in the warm sunlight, and a grin had crossed his face. Continue reading