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“Fools! Do you honestly think that you could put one ever me?!” Eirian said with a haughty laugh. “On me, who have lived all these years without being commanded or controlled by any other being?! I have waited millennia just for this chance to come, and now that it’s here, do you really think I would just let insects like you foil my plans?” ‘What does she mean by that?’ thought Benette who held Dagon tightly in his arms. ‘Just who is she? And how old is she supposed to be?’“E-Eirian... you promised!” Dorin said as he crouched on the ground, trying to push himself
Blinding light surrounded Eirian, as well as thick smoke as the lightning found it’s target.“Did we get her?!” asked Johan who stood on top of a raised dais made of bedrock. He raised himself just in time to evade Dorin’s lightning. “I... I think so...” said Xander who was trying to see through the dust and smoke.“Wind!” Venet called, blowing the smoke and debris away. “How annoying.” They saw Eirian climbing out of a thick glass bauble. “Are you really that vehement to stay here, Dorin?” “That’s right Eirian, and it’s not like I could leave, anyway,” replied Dorin. “Didn’t mother tell you that I can’t leave without graduating first?”“Psh,” she snorted. “That would be easy. I could just tell the Dean to give you a diploma. Problem solved. No need to wait for years just for senile old men to decide if you’re good enough to pass.”“I don’t want that, Eirian. I want to learn.” “I can teach you everything they know, and more.” “Yet you would only show me what you want me to see.”
News of a terrorist that infiltrated the University spread the next day. The name of the people involved and details of the actual event were withheld from the public due to security reasons, but almost all students in school already knew that it was about Dorin and his friend.“Wait, what was the name of his friend again?” they asked each other. “The real pretty one who had a different hair and eye color each day?”“I think it was Ariel?”“No, wasn’t it Ellen?”
It is true that it is hard to believe the words of a person who have betrayed you. But someone was ready to believe everything about Elazar, even if he was so against ‘her’ when she was still Eirian.[How I wish I had a chance to talk to Elazar before he disappeared!] Sebastian wrote to Dorin when they got back to the dorms one day. [If I only knew he was my ancestor, I would have asked him hundreds of questions about being a silver tongue!]“Question is, would he have answered your questions truthfully?” Johan said after reading his slate. “
Thank you so much for reading thus far! Dorin and the rest of the gang will be back in Phasma Phase 5 :D . The faces in the dark have all been unmasked, and the secretive Erian aka Elazar Ravante the Silver Tongue has gone to gods know where. Dorin, on the other hand, is much too busy having fun in the university to bother about such things. After all, there's so much he wants to learrn, even when he gets stuck inside the walled city during summer while his friends go home to visit their families. But would he be stuck for good until he finally graduates? Join Dorin and his friends in their adventures, as the missing keys are found one after the other, leading to the road back to paradise in Phasma Phase 5. . Thank you all for reading Phasma! . This is where our book ends. Thank you for all the support you have shown me so far! . Farewell, `till we see again, this had been your author, Psynoid Al signing out :D I hope you will continue to support me by visiting my k
PHASMA PHASE 1: In which We Embark on a Wondrous Journey Preface: The Rebel ̶D̶̶e̶̶a̶̶r̶̶ ̶ scratch that... Mother. ̶I̶̶ ̶̶h̶̶a̶̶v̶̶e̶̶ ̶̶b̶̶e̶̶e̶̶n̶̶ ̶̶a̶̶ ̶̶g̶̶o̶̶o̶̶d̶̶ ̶̶k̶̶i̶̶d̶̶ ̶̶a̶̶l̶̶l̶̶ ̶̶m̶̶y̶̶ ̶̶l̶̶i̶̶f̶̶e̶̶.̶̶ ̶ hmm... let's try that again... In all my thirteen years, I have never asked much from you. I have always done what you ask of me. I never argued when you forbade me to go to the settlements – which are too far from our home anyway. You are usually away and we hardly have a handful of human neighbors, but I have never troubled you with my loneliness. I have read all the books you've given me, studied all the materials and dissertations, put up with all the mentors. I even finished the last batch of experiments you told me to work on for the whole summer. After finding a flyer from
Chapter 2 - frozen cream on a cone Dorin traveled on, not bothering to look back at the fallen tower. If he did, he would have seen a familiar crest drawn, though faded, on the other side of the wall. He flew at top speed until his curiosity got the best of him once more. This time, it was a metal tower with metal dishes stuck all over it. Dorin flew nearer, cautiously keeping an eye out for more men in uniform. He didn’t want to be held up by any more questions, much less, be asked to call for his mother. He floated closer to the metal tower after making sure that there were no unwanted people around. There was another one just like it in the distance, and they seem to be connected by thick black vines. He examined one of its legs and gently rapped on it. It gave a small spark and made his hair stand on end. He decided to stop investigating after that. Besides, the scene behind the next hill looked even
- 3 - Both Mr. Bayer and Agate stared at the pile, their eyes wide open, then at the scruffy-looking boy in his homespun clothes and flour sack bag. The ice cream vendor was the first to speak. "Where did you get these coins?" "My mother said I can use them for emergencies, aren't they enough?" his smile was gone, now. He's got the feeling that he might have to give the ice cream back. "This is a 12th century Queen Josephina gold coin... and King Romanov silver shillings... the rest are all silver... and is that a gold Benjamine?! There are only about 10 known pieces left in the entire Empire!" she poked through the pile, "And there are 2 pieces here!" "Is that good or bad?" asked Dorin, licking on his drippy cone. "Let me pay for your ice cream." Agate pulled out a piece of colored paper from her purse and handed it to Mr. Bayer who was still staring at the coins with wide-open eyes. "But..."