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BRUTE IN THE CRYPT
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THILLAK
The stars twinkled beyond the transparent walls of my office, a myriad of colors and constellations stretched across the vastness of space.
From where I sat, they seemed just within reach, and yet they were worlds away.
And amid the vastness, there was a gaping emptiness that resonated deep within me.
I leaned back in my ergonomic gravity chair, stretching my limbs and letting my fingers dance over the cool, metallic surface of my desk.
There was a heavy weight in my chest, an almost dull ache that gnawed at me incessantly, the shadow of something missing, something vital.
Was it a piece of my past?
A hint of a forgotten love?
I couldn’t put my finger on it, but the sensation was undeniable.
My assistant, Cayggod, entered, his semi-translucent skin shimmering under the office lights.
As he walked, his footsteps made gentle sounds on the plush carpet, at odds with the usual clinks and clatters of the prison.
His large horns almost scraped the ceiling of my office.
He was a fellow rhodissar, and I had never known anyone to be so loyal.
He carefully placed a stack of documents before me.
The faint smell of ink and pressed algae paper wafted up, somewhat soothing in its familiarity.
“Anything else you need, Thillak?” Cayggod’s voice, though gentle, carried a hint of raspiness, much like the feeling of a coarse cloth.
It was a sound I had come to appreciate, a testament to his years of service and experience.
I let out a sigh, my gaze lingering on the myriad of stars. “Cayggod, do you ever feel as if the universe has something special lined up for you, but it’s just… out of reach?”
Cayggod blinked his amber eyes, processing my words. “I’m… not sure I follow. Are we talking about fate?”
“Yes. Fate,” I murmured, tasting the word as it rolled off my tongue, sweet and tantalizing like a rare fruit. “Sometimes, it feels as though the universe plays a coy lover, hinting at its affection but always eluding one’s grasp.”
The pink of Cayggod’s body slowly shifted to a hue of puzzled purple. “Coy lover? The universe is vast and unpredictable. We can only steer our paths, not control every star or comet that comes our way.”
I chuckled, appreciating his earnest attempt to understand my sentiments. “It’s just an expression, Cayggod. A way to explain the whimsical nature of life and the desires of the heart.”
He nodded, though I could tell he was still somewhat lost.
The nuances of human emotions, especially ones intertwined with philosophical or romantic notions, often seemed puzzling to him.
But that’s what made our exchanges interesting.
We were forever learning from each other.
Brushing the papers aside, I swirled my drink, watching the tiny fluorescent orbs within dance and twirl.
The drink was a unique concoction from our home planet, Liquid Luminescence, they called it.
