Latin/Swedish: for earth (firm ground, one map) This is my scifi story about a universe builder who comes to earth by accident probably brought here by the vary forces of the universe it self. I will write as I can pages and pictures of this poor soul struggling with guilt and, how it battles with her own evil/good in its life as a universe builder.
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Scene: Panning back you can see the full scope of the immense desert around them. You even wonder how such journeys take place in this harsh environment. All over the northern desert on a daily bases. On they go to do their biding with the local villages. This is Akhenaten’s first journey to the outer laying regions of the northern Sahara desert, after losing his family from an explosion in his camp caused by a distillery to make alcohol to use for cleaning and drink. Not only did it give Akhenaten a distain for drinking. A sense of maturity and a need to tend for others, seemed to be his new path. After growing up, and going from village to village or small town. He came under care of Amjad’s nomadic camp two cycles ago, and has fit in quite well. He has a place here with them. Smart willful but not stubborn he has learned to tend to the wounds and others daily needs for the health of those around him. Actually this is his last journey with them after trading and settling a miner debt with a friend. He will continue on towards Tunisia to study health and medicine, in hopes of becoming a Doctor. One day he will come back to the desert to help the villages of his youth. Akhenaten is a tall kid in his awkward clumsy stage of pre adulthood. He’s smart engaging and most inquisitive of the bunch. Akhenaten wears glasses and is akin to have a raised arm when his hand is in his jacket pocket as he reads to the clan from a book he favors, would bring entertainment to the group he cares so much about. Scene: Akhenaten rustles with something sitting next to him and hesitates before he speaks to Amjad, who’s sitting in front of him. He holds out his hand for Amjad to see. Akhenaten: can I give this to her. Amjad looks down and up at the kids eyes, sure unless she’s asleep. Amjad turns back to face the front and spooks the Ox to speed up. Akhenaten huddles to scoot more closer to the girl and, hands her the apple. Enkara looks up at him, and you can almost see the reflection of the apple in her eyes, with only candle light. Akhenaten pauses for a second awed at this amazing creator, as if he has never seen such beauty. A thought appears in his mind. “her eyes, is she from the heavens above“. as if with out knowing, her human instincts over take her and reaches for the apple. Slowly moving to her mouth sampling a small bight. Before she realizes what she has just done. Senses over whelm her body starting from her mouth and causing tingles all over the rest of her body…
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