Writing Kang | Part Six

Oggmashu System wasn’t sparse with data points or views from the particle scanner made to sight inside. Elanor’s eyes were everywhere. She was porting. And faster still they were coming.Everywhere were the legion of Scions Two. Upstart wannabes which could not know what they had come to face in her presence of technological superiority.Fourteen specks on her graph were proven for the fall. They had been scouted ahead and felt in her bones. Each was a flavor of destruction for how they would never touch the light of a sun upon their skin once more.She was consuming with her dark matter. The breadth of its swallow was an entropy to the futile machinery of Hebert Two—the petty planet of some ethological happenstance which made its people pettier still.They had been fighting the Yira for centuries. They were born to lose that fight.Hibensee fighters were weaker, but their firepower was deadliest. Their field cannons were of port-spread spreads, spreading wider as they slew.Tracking in traces left to the inner conceptualizations of Elanor’s Regorásh—the intelligence within Diaeresis.Elanor was flying tandem; she was her own squadmate. Tethered together too tightly, they threw change into the void around them. She wasn’t just one—not yet—nobody was. Her transformation was beyond the points of pain which led her towards the final run.It would be a leap. There were leaps and boundless grasping at understanding before. Expanded wholly while connected with Diaresis was the thought of repetition: one after the next.Lessons from this:Publish the fourteen laws of thermodynamics and get your science wiki over with.Just sell your car tommorow. One last leap. Get full access to Of Darkness & Light at www.ofdarknessandlight.net/subscribe