“What?! What do you mean they’re not there?” Bailif cried. “Great. This is just great. Now they’re off, probably going to get caught again and have a worse punishment then what they did have. We were so stupid to trust them! And to make it worse, if they get caught, we will get caught also! We are disgraces to our families!”
“Bailif, shut up! We might be able to find them, we just have to look.”
“But it takes only half an ekas just to get there! They have had at least ten! If not more!”
“Calm down, first let’s look around the mountain again; if they’re not there, then we walk around quickly, but not too quickly as too attract attention to look for them.”
So they walked straight to The Hole. They weren’t there so they decided to split up. Tomlon turned right, Bailif turned left. They had looped around the entire mountain when they met up again.
“Did you see them?” Bailif and Tomlon asked at the same time.
“No did you?” They replied to each other.
“Oh this is useless.” Bailif yowled.
“Hey! Keep it quiet you two! Unless you want us to be seen!”
Tomlon and Bailif turned their heads to look away from the mountain to see the five old Maroidanians sitting on top of a, a giant pile of silver, smooth, shiny rocks that look just like one rock.
“That is huge!” Tomlon exclaimed. “What is it? And how did you build it?”
“Well, those rocks. You remember what we told you about them? How they could give people longer life? And how they gave superior knowledge?”
“Yes. Still, stop speaking in this weird form and just tell us.” Bailif complained.
“Very well, this is called a...what was it?” Troareth asked.
“It is called a...owece; yes I believe owece was the name. But the name doesn’t really matter.” Maem affirmed.
“What does an owece do?” Bailif, who was in an immense state of disbelief and marvel, demanded.
“Well, it flies us up there.” Scil pointed upwards. “Up to where you guys, apparently, have not gone before.”
“But how?” Tomlon stared in disbelief.
“Well, those stones, which by the way, we would like back soon, gave us one other small power. If we are close enough to them we can slightly change an object as long as it is not too different from the original. But we need to have almost nothing in the way, which is why we could not get out at all.”
“Okay,” Tomlon said, “so you turned the rocks into...whatever that is, but how does that get us off this planet? That thing looks like it couldn’t get off this planet even if everyone decided to push from the bottom!”
“Ah, that is the trick,” Veko said gleefully, “we turned some more rocks into some liquid so we can burn it which will get this owece off this planet. Don’t ask us how it works, but somehow it does.”
“Okay then. That is very strange. Are you sure that works?” Bailif, who looked very anxious, asked.
“As sure as you are a grey-blue color.” Troareth answered.
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The Frozen Spark
Science FictionTomlon and Bailif are pretty normal people. Well, as normal as any Maroidanian can be. That is until one day when they were digging, they found two pieces of The Frozen Spark. The two pieces seem completely normal despite their color. But Tomlon and...
