“Note formal sentence case usage combined with age differential. Note the u
se of the word
Goarthan: day. Note the multiple uses of the word Bloar: Good, happy, victorious, or successful.”
“Klyph uz mushu loaz niosh murg nata’ushba?” Which hopefully meant “Why are you alone outhere?”
“Nata’ushba ufoargok Juktoath Corox.”
[“Out here I look for the forgotten past.”]
“Note that subject is disconnected from usual cultural references. Sentence case is early
Nuthgoarian Dynasty. Note the use of the word Juktoath: forgotten. Not the use of the word Corox:
Now what? Leave the old one to his business and hope that no one robs him? Drag him back tothe relative safety of town? He was different, this one. After several months here, I could tell who hadseen their share of victories and who had not. The physical scars extended beyond the body andtwisted and shaped the relationships one had with their compatriots. The social hierarchy was complexand always subtly shifting depending on who killed who. But this old one was removed from all that.Many days he would be out here in the middle of nowhere, digging in the dirt. Even when he walkedthrough town, no one noticed him.To me it was just dirt and rocks, rocks and dirt. I looked at the old one as he scrabbled aroundin the meaningless jumble of dusty stones. He was busy bending over certain outcroppings and takingnotes. At times he took out a small shovel and brush, to clear away centuries of sediment. He wouldhem and haw; then toss whatever he found over his shoulder. He would look around, as if to make surethis was where he wanted to be, and begin all over again. This all made sense to him, but not to me.
“Well, old ghost, I’ll leave you to your work. I’ll see you in town tonight.” I muttered.
He laughed. [“Old ghost, eh?”]
Before I could say another word, he pointed to his ear. Why the
crafty old Nethasian had his own translator. [“Come back tomorrow, seedling
and I’ll teach you the old
language, what was spoken before the Great U
But the day took an unexpected turn. In the distance, a bright flash of light, shaped like asquare, lit up the landscape. I looked and what I saw I could barely understand: I was staring intoinfinite reflections, like being caught between two mirrors. These infinite landscapes started to collapseinto one another; as they did so, huge towers started to appear. The buildings were many stories highand filled with a light blue liquid. Domes appeared, each one reflecting the red sky perfectly. Finally, aseries of square planes of light, arranged horizontally, shimmered into view. When the landscapereturned to normal, a new city lay before us, like a scattering of precious jewels.