the Guardian - Part 3
4 MONTHS LATERMacAbre and Florae had been traveling for months. For various reasons, they had found it necesary to walk for most of the way. This was, afer all, South America of the 1920's, and these animals had no money, and no opposible thumbs to stick out.
The reason for their travels was to get back to Florae's own time and place.
The conversations along the way consisted mostly of Florae pumping MacAbre for information, for she had many questions. She wanted to know why she was still corporeal if she had died, she wanted to know how he planed to get them back to her own time, and she wanted him to tell her more about himself. MacAbre was talkative enough, but rather evasive, mostly telling her that the information would be given to her in due time. He also talked about death alot.
He did however let her guess at things, and he would belie the answers through his body language. From this, Florae had deduced that she probably wasn't really dead. that her electrocution was no accident, and that there were forces at work larger than either of them.
It was a foggy silent morning when they finally reached the canal.
"North or south?" asked MacAbre.
You mean we're going to travel on this river?"
"Not a river, Florae. This is the Panama Canal. North will lead us to the Atlantic, and South goes to the Pacific. You make the call."
"But you've been talking about my destiny for the past four months, why do I get to make a choice all of a sudden?"
"You'll realize your destiny through your actions. If you choose north, then it was your destiny to do so. Same for the south."
MacAbre pulled a small craft out of some underbrush, just big enough for the both of them. They went to the water's edge, and MacAbre repeated the question.
"North or south?"
Which way should the story go? Atlantic or Pacific? Was this part a little too philosophical? Leave your comments


6 Comments:
Pacific... it's more wild.
How do you mean wild? Because the word "pacific" actually means "Calm." Are you refering to size, tetonic activity, wildlife?
The Pacific is the Ring of Fire, but I was referring more to the coastlines... it just seems more rugged, rough, rocky... less populated all the way from South America to Alaska.
Woah, that's a paradox! The pacific has coarse beaches because the waters are so gentle, and the atlantic has fine beaches because the waters are so rough! AMS, you just blew my mind.
I agree. Pacific is better and AMS does tend to blow minds.
And I didn't think it was too philosophical. I thought it was a cop out... on MacAbre's part, not your's, gentle author.
Once by the Pacific
by: Robert Frost
The shattered water made a misty din.
Great waves looked over others coming in,
And thought of doing something to the shore
That water never did to land before.
The clouds were low and hairy in the skies,
Like locks blown forward in the gleam of eyes.
You could not tell, and yet it looked as if
The shore was lucky in being backed by cliff,
The cliff in being backed by continent;
It looked as if a night of dark intent
Was coming, and not only a night, an age.
Someone had better be prepared for rage.
There would be more than ocean-water broken
Before God's last Put out the Light was spoken.
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