" CAREFUL CREATURE MADE FRIENDS WITH TIME SHE LEFT HER LONELY"
In which Florence Morrell exists in a soulmate bound world and grapples with a secret so big , she's stopped searching.
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"So what's happening ? Anything happening out there ?" Florence called out hoping for some of the clerics to be nearby . Quite frankly she was getting bored , since there's only so much you can do with your eyes plastered shut .
" The angels are still grouping . Are you getting this too ?"
"The trees , yeah "
The clerics talking between themselves made Florence feel uneasy , especially since she sensed their panicked tones .
"What's wrong with the trees ?" Florence called out towards them.
" They're taking out the lights " Another cleric called making Florence impatient at the lack of answer .
" What is it ? What's happening ? Tell me. I can't see " Florence panicked .
" It's the trees ma'am . The trees are going out "
And at that Florence took a stand and carefully lifted herself up from the tree bark , she tried to make use of her other senses , she heard the slight crackle of the lights waltzing on and off as the clerics in the distance started to panic .
" Angels advancing sir "
"Weapons primed . Combat distance five feet . Wait for it "
"What is it ? What's going on ? Can someone just please tell me " Florence demanded with a more agitated tone to her .
" Keep your position Ma'am . And eyes shut "
" Well maybe if you explained what is happening i wouldn't be so curious " Florence muttered , more to her self rather than to the clerics .
" The ship's not on fire , is it ?"
" It can't be the compressors would have taken care of it . Marco , the angels have gone . Where'd they go ?"
" What the angels?" Florence asked in confusion as she turned on the spot , scolding herself mentally when she nearly tripped .
" This side's clear too , Sir "
"Wait - the angels have gone ? Disappeared? " Florence confirmed to one of the nearest clerics , which so happened to be Marco.
" There's still movement out there , but away from us now . It's like they're running " He replied to her as he looked towards the blinding light that Florence couldn't see.
"Running from what ?"
"Phillip , crispin , need to get a closer look at that ."
"Get a closer look at what? What's there ? " Florence called once more , not even expecting an answer .
