Romans & histoires Across The Bridge

5:49 AM — Sector F, Bridgepoint Echo Span Fog clung low over the broad steel span, clinging to cables that had started singing gently with first wind. The bridge was not for travel anymore—it had not been in years—but it still stood, still stretched, still sang. Elira shoved her boot against the lip of a painted-on plate. "They crossed over here in field crates. Sometimes on foot. Occasionally by float-rail." Caelan rapped a knuckle on one of the side supports. "Resonance mapping?"

Per Beta Jansen’s command to check the sturdiness of the bridge we built. Well, if it doesn't go well, we’ll basically be picked up as drowned corpses in the unrelenting river below. Good thing we managed to cross and return in one piece. As I hoped, the bridge remained solid under our feet. Thank the Moon Goddess for that. Although I wouldn’t mind if Alpha Cain’s car will pass here and eventually find himself dropping in a cruel height and plunging into the Marianne River dramatically. It would be a fucking great scene to watch, I suppose.

Aislen thought that she could see the dust of the bricks drifting down under the pressure of the wind. It was a double laned bridge, without safety rails, designed for trains, to breeze across, not for cars and Utes with their rubber wheels to straddle or drive over the slick surface of the metal tracks in the rain and wind. “Stay to the middle,” Heath said under his breath. “We’ve done this before, the other night.” “Why is it scarier now?” Cameron wondered.

“It’s guiding us.” They went on the trail winding down. The sky above was luminescent and bright. In the far horizon, a thin thread of river glinted and behind it the lands they had known but which they had not seen for so long. By noon, they crossed a slim bridge, which consisted of stone and cord. It ran across a quiet gorge. The wind pattered through it with an hushed murmur. Arden tested the first steps. “It’s safe,” he said. “But old.”

It was a physical paper map, scavenged from some old municipal office. Torque slammed his heavy metal finger onto a red circle drawn on the map. "The Ash-Fall Bridge," Torque said. "It's the only major land crossing over the toxic river that separates Sector 7 from Sector 8. It's the only way heavy armor can cross into the Rust Belt." "Let me guess," Leo rumbled, stepping forward, the machine gun resting easily against his hip. "They're crossing it."

They menacingly approached Summer and escorted her along the path. They took her to a dark end. It was the deepest part of hell, where red light flickered and molten lava flowed. There was a black rock bridge across the magma river. As Summer walked across the bridge, she wondered whether it was the legendary Bridge of Regret. But there was no sign of Charon, the ferryman. Although Summer wished to linger on the black rock bridge, the creatures forcefully took her away.

Today only we thought it was a good idea to walk across the bridge. Leaving the car on the shore, we stepped onto the bridge. The wind met us quite unfriendly. It is expected that over water the weather will be even worse. The wind whipped like it wanted to blow both us and Bob's bridge away. And although it was not at all rope and did not stagger under the gusts of wind, a certain vibration was felt in the metal. It was not a walk, rather we overcame this bridge.

I said and her face fell more. I smiled a little and walked towards the bridge to cross the huge lake. The bridge was as old as I didn't know. It was made of strong woods and it had a railing of iron net and ropes too. The only thing that was scary was the sound it made whenever someone crosses it. I signaled her to walk with me and we both stepped on the bridge. It created and screeching sound and I felt her holding my hand in fear. The bridge always seems as if it would break any moment, but it never happened.

Yet, I still crossed it. I know I had to find Lily. I had no choice but to find the girl. I shifted once I crossed, knowing that my black pelt will make it more obvious I was not part of their pack, but I will be easier hidden in the shadows. I ran through the trees, picking up the faintest scent of Lilacs. It led me further and further away from safety but closer to Lily. That was… up until my senses got overwhelmed by the smell of coffee. O crap…

Without hesitation, Luis Park let a tearful smile. "I will cherish this life and forever." He prayed. Then he stood up. He walked away. Far from the bridge, he saw 2 people. The mother of Nayna, Hide and the other woman. When he is near he stopped. "Congratulations son. You really took that hard. That bridge was actually "The Bridge of Temptations." Hide explained. "The Bridge of Temptations was actually a real temptation. The illustration of a real-life scenario. That bridge is also known as The Bridge Across the Time. It was depicted in your mind, soul and body. Your love ones will show up especially the woman of your life. " She explained.