TF Chapter 14 A New Way
"We are in a very different situation and place. Suppose I stop linking up with you spiritually as a sign of protest?" I decided to change tactics too. Staying emotional wasn't about to work on this woman.
"..."
For a moment, silence pervaded the room. It wasn't the sort that was calming, but instead, it was a silence that stifled people. Her silence made me less likely to anticipate what she was going to say next, not only that, but I was also dreading whatever she might say next. What if she decided to adopt the same attitude too? I really really wanted to become a forger.
If she also decided to protest, then we will get nowhere and my dream will be stalled, so I waited with nervous anticipation. If it wasn't for the nano suit, I would have really wanted to start snacking on my nails.
"I apologise." She spoke with such coldness that for a moment, thought she was going to jump from the corner and rain blows upon me.
But her words caused a smile to appear on my lips. I had finally caused her to admit defeat! Though, I still lowered my head to hide it. What if she decided to attack me in rage upon noticing the curve of my mouth?
"Its okay. We are going to try again, this time from another angle. Let's first rest for a few minutes." The last sentence was out of consideration for my life! I had to give her time to calm down. What if she attacked me in close proximity? I wouldn't even survive!
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About 15 minutes later, we were once again back in our usual formation a bit further from the trough that was carrying the molten metal stream. The time had once again arrived for the vision to appear and I was itching to try out my new idea; crossing over to the other quadrant and trying my luck with the stone rooms at that side.
Even though we were working together, Bora refused to look at me, her body language screaming that she was furious with me. I could also detect some shame. I decided that it was best I didn't try to speak to her as it might set her off.
"Danny boy, I have a new idea on what to do when the vision claims me, so, do pray that I succeed." I was hoping to lift the group's spirits with this. I didn't want to give them false hope, but had to since Bora had gotten impatient.
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The moment I reappeared within the vision, I sprinted as fast as my feet could carry me, crossed the bridge above the molten metal stream, crossed the road, passing through the alien lifeforms blocking the road, appearing at the other side in just less than a minute.
In order to scour through the stone rooms in my quadrant, I had had to do the same due to the limited amount of time I could stay within this vision. That also allowed me to discover something, my ethereal spiritual self could get tired! It had come as a shock, yet I had accepted it since logically, it would be weird if my spiritual self didn't feel some sort of toll.
I hurriedly chose one of the stone constructs which had been constructed in the same way as those from my side, haphazardly.
My heart leaped with excitement upon catching sight of the closed stone door...which didn't exist in our time by the way, odd...anyway, all the others I had searched through had been open, yet this was closed. Didn't that mean that there was a lifeform at work inside?
I phased through the stone, appearing inside the room which was identical in its interior as ours, but the figure seated close to the molten metal stream was what attracted my full attention.
It was in the middle of extracting atoms, not one like us, but many. A silver colored string was making its way out of the lava colored molten metal with such finesse I gaped!
'Wow!'
Since this was my first time observing an extraction, I was amazed! Celeste and the other forgers had apparently been forbidden from showing us how it was done. We had to figure it out ourselves.
My dazed and wowed expression didn't last long as I decided to pay full attention to what the alien being was doing. I even stepped closer, my spiritual sense, the second fully functional sensory ability apart from my eyes, wrapping around the silvery stream. I wanted to record every detail of this being's work.
The first thing I noticed with my spiritual sense was how dense the air particles were which were forming the tube through which the metal was moving through. The tube was plunged into the molten stream, causing some molten particles close to it to visibly darken, a sign that they were cooling down.
"So, that's how it is! You have to use the air to do the heavy lifting for you!" I exclaimed out loud in realisation. It looked like Celeste's hint hadn't actually done anything, except to mislead us. Was she really cut out for the job? I wondered even as I admired the alien's work, waiting to be pushed out of the vision. This was one of those times I was genuinely happy with being kicked out.
After a few seconds, the familiar tug appeared causing my vision to blur only for my eyes to open gazing at the stone ceiling. I didn't even sigh, having gotten used to fact that none of my companions cushioned my body every time I entered the vision.
Though, that didn't diminish my happiness.
"I finally found a clue!" I shouted toward the two, who had been calmly seated, causing a colorful burst of emotion upon their faces.
"Really?!"
Bora was the first to ask, her face holding a barely concealed look of joy, as if her sour expression from before had been a farce.