Up There so High

What do you get when you have a space fanatic, a runaway princess and a bunch of miscreants? Well, you get the three E's; Explosions, Expletives and Enemies.
You may not laugh along with this story but you may sing (because the main space man is very much fond of that).


7. The Fail Safe


~The Fail Safe~



Zeld was a green planet. Instead of oceans covering most of its geography, forests were in its place. Forests dense and deep. Forests that made it possible to walk between continents if you dared. Most safe places were warded and small so if you went outside one of them your safety was in your hands.

Skylar wasn’t bothered that much by the fact her life could be in danger out there. It was in danger in the palace walls and the palace boasted being the safest place in the entire Supernova Galaxy.

What a load of tosh.

She had been kidnapped by The Miracle right from her bed, experimented on and interrogated and returned back to bed by the time the guards came to wake her the next morning.

If The Miracle was capable of that, it was capable of anything.

Skylar didn’t want to say that it had a gender. Gender was such a foreign concept on Zeld. You could identify yourself if you wanted to, but it didn’t matter. What did matter however was how the Pantheon, the stone that gave life to the people of Zeld, identified you.

You were either a Powerless, a Powerful or a Creature. Creatures had sub-species of course, her maid that shape shifted into her was a Creature. Skylar was a Powerful.

It was why she knew that she was semi-safe out there in the forest.

She had been doing this for a handful of months and the forty day months were long. She barely slept and as soon as the blue sun rose she was up on her feet and walking as far as her feet could take her.

It was tiring and boring. But it was what she had to do. Not everything in life was fun and she just had to roll with it.

She took fail safes, precautions, as soon as she had hit the forest. When she made base that first night she used a pond as a mirror, making sure to not dip her feet in it, the fish could be tetchy with feet, and she took a knife to her hair. Carefully she hacked away at the pale, pale, silvery strands until her long hair went up to her chin. She felt mildly sad at the bunch of fallen locks on the forest floor but she had to deal with it.

Then she found some Junp berries, a vibrant purple in colour, and she drew jig jagged lines across her cheeks and a moon crescent on her forehead. This way she would look like a Moracci Tribes woman, peace bringers who blessed the forest with their magic, and she would not be questioned. She was lucky that they had purple eyes, no money or magic would hide the lilac shade of her irises. Unless someone shape shifted into her but that didn’t personally do the job.

The Pantheon made sure that everyone knew that she was a Powerful.

Green or Blue eyes for the Powerless. Purple eyes for the Powerful. Warm coloured eyes for the Creatures. Yellow eyes for the Icarus’, the banished people deemed too dangerous for their safe warded towns.

Skylar hadn’t come across an Icarus so far but she knew that she would sometime.

So she went on. Walking until her feet burned. Using her power to get what she needed. Sleeping in hollows or trees to get just a bit of safety, and running from an entity who had all the power.

Her Fail Safe’s were all she had. 



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