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All Chapters of Controlled Men, the adventure of Tom Salisbury.: Chapter 1
- Chapter 10
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I attack
CHAPTER ONE “I don’t understand mother” the little boy’s face squeezed like a mop, he is in obvious disarray. “More, I am growing hungry, you’ll understand later.” There a woman lying by the corner answered. “Why not now? Mother!” the boy is getting really exasperated. The mom seems to be unperturbed. “More? Leave mama alone, she’s carrying a baby.” She touches her bulging tummy. “A baby?” he glowed in excitement and confusion. Those words sounds exciting seeing how his mother announced it but really, he cannot understand them. “Who is a baby?” Relieved that at last he seems to have been distracted, she heaved a sigh. “A baby is another you. It is coming to stay with you and play with you.” The boy’s face crumpled. ‘Another me?’ he thought. That’s bewildering and his little face showed it all which made his heavy mother chuckle. “So mom?” will he be turning to a wolf like us?” His mother felt like this is taking a whole turn, she allowed the smile that crept to her face, an int
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Lost to History
It was a bursting scene, he roared to the heavens, as he knew how to do. These kids are scaring the day light out of him, their eyes. He had never seen anything like it, you could see death in them, you can see death roaming around somewhere in a world in their eyes. Something unusual is also happening, he does not want to run to his mom like other times. Cubs, yes cubs they are, but the death that roams deep down somewhere in them, no cub is he? The risk is alive. Off he yearns to flee, however, his legs seems to be planted. Bad time to be eco-friendly, what do they say again? Shit happens. Happens many times nowadays, and what’s more? in even shitty times, doesn’t that make his life a shitty one? The paw of one of the cubs left the earth. His eyes caught it with the kind of detail that does not escape a fainting individual, so slow. The paw landed, his feet is still planted. SHIT! His necks becomes wet, sweat it is. The other paw gnawed off the earth, just like as before, every de
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Mountain ash
The mountain ash stood tall and proud, its leaves rustling in the gentle mountain breeze. Morekish stared at it, his mind still reeling from the bizarre dreams and encounters with the mysterious girl. The mountain ash seemed like a silent sentinel, a witness to the strange occurrences in Morekish's life. His mother, ever perceptive, observed him closely. "More, something is bothering you. I can see it in your eyes. Tell me." Morekish hesitated, his internal struggle evident on his face. The lemon fires burned brightly, a symbol of his mother's unwavering support and guidance. Finally, he sighed and spoke, "Mom, I've been having these strange dreams, and there's this girl. I keep seeing her, and every time I do, it's like the world around me fades away." His mother's eyes softened, understanding dawning in them. "Dreams have a way of revealing hidden truths, More. They're messages from the subconscious. Tell me more about this girl." As Morekish recounted the details of his encounte
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Mysterious
Under the moonlit sky, Morekish and the mysterious girl ventured deeper into the mountains, guided by the ancient whispers of the mountain ash. The air was charged with a palpable energy, and the landscape seemed to transform into a surreal dreamscape. As they walked, the girl began to reveal the purpose of their connection. "Morekish, your spirit is entwined with the magic of this land. You are a guardian, chosen to protect the balance between the realms. The mountain ash has sensed your calling." Morekish listened intently, his senses heightened by the mystical aura surrounding them. The mountain ash, with its leaves now glowing softly, seemed to validate the girl's words. "But why me? What is this balance you speak of?" Morekish questioned, his curiosity mixed with a hint of trepidation. The girl explained, "Long ago, a great darkness threatened to engulf this realm. The guardians, like yourself, were chosen to safeguard the delicate equilibrium between the mystical and the mund
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The Journey
The journey unfolded across landscapes of wonder and enchantment. Morekish, now fully attuned to his role as a guardian, and the mysterious girl traversed through hidden valleys, crossed sparkling streams, and climbed towering peaks. The mountain ash continued to be their guiding beacon, its radiant leaves pulsating with the heartbeat of the mystical realms. As they ventured deeper into uncharted territories, Morekish discovered that the magic of the mountains was just a gateway to a much larger tapestry of existence. The girl, who revealed herself as Elara, spoke of ancient prophecies and cosmic forces that intertwined with the fate of all living things. In a secluded glade surrounded by ancient trees with whispering leaves, Elara unveiled a hidden portal. The air shimmered with an otherworldly glow as she explained, "This portal leads to realms beyond our own, realms where the threads of destiny are woven by beings of immense power. Morekish, you are destined to navigate these real
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Crossroads
Morekish stood at the crossroads of realms, the mountain ash beside him, and Elara by his side. The air was charged with cosmic energy, and the mountains whispered tales of adventures yet to unfold. As a guardian of both the mystical and cosmic, Morekish understood that his journey was boundless, and the threads of destiny intertwined with the fabric of the universe. Elara, with a knowing smile, spoke, "Morekish, the cosmic realms are vast, and your role as a guardian extends beyond the boundaries of any one realm. The threads of destiny weave through countless worlds, and it is your duty to safeguard the balance wherever it may be threatened." With newfound purpose, Morekish nodded. The mountain ash, its leaves shimmering with cosmic radiance, seemed to echo his commitment. Together, they embarked on a journey that transcended the known, venturing into realms where time and space were but a tapestry to be woven. Their adventures took them to distant galaxies, ethereal dimensions, a
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Elara
In the wake of their cosmic triumph, Morekish and Elara returned to the familiar embrace of the mountains. The air felt charged with a sense of accomplishment, yet the mountain ash, though radiant, held a subtle reminder that the cosmic balance was an ever-evolving tapestry. As they descended from the cosmic heights, the mountain ash seemed to communicate with Morekish in a language beyond words. It whispered of the interconnected nature of existence, where the mystical and the cosmic were but threads in the grand weave of destiny. Elara, her eyes gleaming with cosmic wisdom, addressed Morekish, "Guardian, your journey has only just begun. The cosmic realms are vast, and there are realms yet unexplored, mysteries yet unraveled. The threads of destiny call you to new adventures." Morekish nodded, a profound understanding settling within him. The mountain ash, rooted in the soil yet reaching for the cosmos, symbolized the dual nature of his purpose—to be grounded in the present while
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The core of existence
Morekish, having successfully navigated the cosmic realms and restored balance, found himself at a crossroads once again. The mountain ash, now imbued with the essence of cosmic energy, stood as a guide to further adventures. Elara, with a serene smile, spoke words that echoed through the cosmic threads, "Your journey is endless, Morekish. There are realms yet unexplored, and the cosmic balance requires guardians like you to traverse the unknown." With determination in his heart, Morekish embarked on a new phase of his odyssey. The mountain ash glowed with an otherworldly radiance, illuminating the path ahead. His allies from the cosmic alliance dispersed, each returning to their respective realms, and Morekish, accompanied by Elara, ventured into uncharted territories. Their journey led them to realms where reality itself was fluid, where concepts of time and space bent to the will of cosmic forces. Morekish honed his abilities, mastering the art of manipulating energies that spanne
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Flashback: In the Beginning
CHAPTER TWO The moon cast its silvery glow over the cavern, and Morekish, despite the heaviness in his heart, succumbed to the embrace of sleep. As he drifted into dreams, the echoes of unanswered questions lingered in the air. Meanwhile, his mother tended to the newborn, cradling the baby in her arms. The soft coos of the infant mingled with the rustle of leaves outside the cavern. The baby, nestled against her chest, emanated a gentle warmth—a new life in the world of shadows and moonlit secrets. She glanced at Morekish, sleeping peacefully, his innocent face a stark contrast to the torrent of emotions he had unleashed earlier. A sigh escaped her lips as she gently rocked the baby, contemplating when the right time would be to reveal the rest of the story. The night wore on, and the cavern echoed with the subtle sounds of a lullaby sung in a language that seemed to carry ancient tales. The gentle rhythm of her song seemed to weave a protective cocoon around the mother and her two
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Quest
CHAPTER THREE Days turned into weeks, and Morekish's quest for understanding continued. His days were filled with the routine of mountain life—training with the pack, honing his instincts, and tending to the needs of the cavern. Yet, his nights were devoted to delving deeper into the untold stories that his mother had only hinted at. The mountain ash, sensing Morekish's insatiable curiosity, became a silent companion in his nightly explorations. Its leaves rustled softly, as if whispering ancient secrets that only the wind could comprehend. Morekish found solace in its presence, a connection to the mystical forces that guided his lineage. One evening, as the sun dipped low on the horizon, casting a warm glow over the rugged landscape, Morekish approached his mother with a determination that bordered on urgency. "Mom, we need to talk," he began, his eyes reflecting a mix of eagerness and apprehension. His mother, ever attuned to the rhythms of nature, nodded knowingly. "Sit, Moreki
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