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The Mortality of Everything

The cup of tea

I see

Is hot to the touch.

But, in an hour or so—

Not so much.

My pristine desk:

A mess;

Clutter everywhere.

I search for things—

No longer there …

Wound-up clocks

Stop,

Standing oh so still.

Hands frozen—

With time to kill.

The Universe

Moves on,

Slowly winding down.

Imperceptibly shifts—

Without a sound.

& I watch.

Stunned

At the grace

Of its ill-at-ease—

Drifting in space.

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Written by JimLamb in portal Sci-Fi
The Mortality of Everything
The cup of tea
I see
Is hot to the touch.
But, in an hour or so—
Not so much.

My pristine desk:
A mess;
Clutter everywhere.
I search for things—
No longer there …

Wound-up clocks
Stop,
Standing oh so still.
Hands frozen—
With time to kill.

The Universe
Moves on,
Slowly winding down.
Imperceptibly shifts—
Without a sound.

& I watch.
Stunned
At the grace
Of its ill-at-ease—
Drifting in space.

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Write about a terrible character—a monster, a villain, the worst person you have ever known—and make that character sympathetic to readers.
Written by AlSalehi

The Dawn of the Night

Hush be still

and let me in;

You I’ll hold

and place within.

Open Yourself

as this is my Day;

This is my Time

prepare for my Play.

Constricting your vision

thus blinding your sight;

Completing my mission

as Darkness mates Light.

I am the One

who commits this Rape,

Whilst drowning your Sun

beneath my cape…

As no arm of Law,

has the reach of claw,

To escape,

my Escape.

Now I mean no harm

as I may seem dark;

But blame me not

for absorbing your spark.

Alas I’m held captive

in an equation;

By an ‘Empty Set’

that solves for Salvation.

Without you beneath me

I am potential in a womb;

For your being gives birth

to my arousal to consume.

I shall take your drought

and relieve all your fears;

As I rain upon you

with oceans of tears.

Should you elect to breathe

underneath my blinds;

It shall be by a bond

that forever binds…

Me onto you

with few tears left to cry;

Leaving you wet

with no warmth to help dry.

Succumb now to this slave

of Nature’s whimsical yearning;

For I’ve many visits to make

whilst this Earth keeps turning.

Hush my beloved

be laid tranquil and light;

For ‘at the end of the Day’

I am, the Night!

Copyright © 1986-2017

Al Salehi

All Rights Reserved

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Written by AlSalehi
The Dawn of the Night
Hush be still
and let me in;
You I’ll hold
and place within.

Open Yourself
as this is my Day;
This is my Time
prepare for my Play.

Constricting your vision
thus blinding your sight;
Completing my mission
as Darkness mates Light.

I am the One
who commits this Rape,
Whilst drowning your Sun
beneath my cape…
As no arm of Law,
has the reach of claw,
To escape,
my Escape.

Now I mean no harm
as I may seem dark;
But blame me not
for absorbing your spark.

Alas I’m held captive
in an equation;
By an ‘Empty Set’
that solves for Salvation.

Without you beneath me
I am potential in a womb;
For your being gives birth
to my arousal to consume.

I shall take your drought
and relieve all your fears;
As I rain upon you
with oceans of tears.

Should you elect to breathe
underneath my blinds;
It shall be by a bond
that forever binds…

Me onto you
with few tears left to cry;
Leaving you wet
with no warmth to help dry.

Succumb now to this slave
of Nature’s whimsical yearning;
For I’ve many visits to make
whilst this Earth keeps turning.

Hush my beloved
be laid tranquil and light;
For ‘at the end of the Day’
I am, the Night!


Copyright © 1986-2017
Al Salehi
All Rights Reserved
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Continuing Civilization - Part 7: Chaos

Colonel Bernard Colesfeld was outside of Richstag proper, in the suburban and semi-forested living spaces at the outskirts of the city. The houses here which were single-story didn't offer much cover for his mech but the two-story buildings did fine. Though the wood, brick, sheetrock, and light metals of their construction did nothing to stop incoming enemy fire. As if on cue one of the Queen's Army Roamer tanks - one of the hovering green-faction battle tanks - circled around a house a couple blocks away to unload a pair of the semi-plasma warheads into the building he was passing. He responded in kind with his mech's heavy bolter sending several purple-hued blasts in his enemy's direction. One shot landed on the Roamer's right side. It spun around a few times as the pilot attempted to regain control. Colesfeld fired again, this time nailing his target dead on. The front armor buckled and melted under the onslaught and crashed into an abandoned domicile.

"Damn these Queen bastards, they're putting up one hell of a fight," Colesfeld said to his squad mate, Lieutenant Dahl.

Dahl's blue-faction mech was just unloading its plasma cannon into a house and reducing it to rubble. Colesfeld was going to ask if that was necessary but didn't have the chance as Dahl responded to him, "Well that's just a few less of them now." Dahl paused as he looped in the infantry support team's frequency, "Hammer One-Two to Platoon Four-Four, you should be clear on this block now. Enemy infantry holed up in that house are neutralized."

"Copy, One-Two. We're moving up the road to inspect the next block," Sergeant Zeil's voice came back over the comm. Colesfeld didn't know the man personally but had the opportunity to review the brief after-action reports of the first invasion into Richstag. The Sergeant was aggressive but not brutal, so Colesfeld was happy to be supporting the infantry platoon. The battle lines had shifted and the infantry units had been digging into housing sectors outside the city proper. This put a lot of lives at risk on both sides but it also gave the infantry cover.

If Colesfeld's mech corps could keep the Queen's armor units away then the enemy's infantry couldn't push forward. That meant men like Zeil and his soldiers could dig in in the suburban areas. Colesfeld liked this plan as it meant that the Queen would absolutely have to respond with artillery attacks on the suburban housing or would have to continue to be bogged down in door-to-door combat. Large numbers of armor couldn't be sent in because that'd be equally disastrous to their suburban infrastructure.

"Hammer Actual this is Platoon Four-Four, looping you in on some new intel. Standby, over," Zeil's voice said in Colesfeld's ear.

There was a minor burst of static as Colefeld adjusted his radio to listen to what was coming over the RF, "-toon Three-Three-Niner. I say again, artillery from Queen's position has come to a halt. No additional barrages on grids Epsilon Three through Five, Foxtrot Two through Five. Recon spotters have confirmed the artillery's cannons have been lowered. Preparing to push forward on grid Epsilon Four! Three-Three-Niner, over."

A frown crossed Colesfeld's face. Why would they Queen stop shelling so suddenly after more than a week of near-constant bombardment?

"Four-Four to Hammer Actual, we've got eyes on two mechs coming up the street, dead ahead, over," Zeil said.

"I see them, Four-Four. One-Two take point and let's light them up," Colesfeld called and started typing in targeting priorities. He wanted to use Dahl's heavily armored mech as point to take a couple hits then he'd unload with his walker's heavy bolter. They'd have to be fast as one of the green sniper bots was coming up behind a low-slung red walker.

But Dahl hadn't moved, "Lieutenant, get moving!"

"Uh, I've got a problem here," Dahl reported.

"Then fix it," Colesfeld called looking at the man's machine through his walker's camera.

"I've got no control! All of my screens have gone dead! They're all displaying the same thing!" Panic was starting to creep into the younger man's voice.

Colesfeld started moving his mech closer to Dahl's as the Lieutenant was right in the middle of an intersection giving the sniper a perfect unobstructed shot of a unmoving target. "What's it saying?" he asked.

"The have the words 'Commander signal detected. Control override enacted. Awaiting orders.' I've never seen this, sir," Dahl detailed.

"What the hell does that mean?" Colesfeld said aloud without meaning to.

"I've not got the foggiest idea. But I've still got no controls; my reactor is online, the weapons are hot, but my keyboard is off, the hatch won't release, and my shields are starting a power-down phase," Dahl reported.

"Pull the hydraulic release, Dahl. Get your ass out of there!" Colesfeld knew there wouldn't be time to fix whatever had screwed up on his walker. "Sergeant Zeil, get your people on your APC and evac. We can't hold this position. Dahl's walker is down."

"Copy Hammer, we're loading up now," the Sergeant's calm voice reported.

Colesfeld's mech came around the corner of a short yellow house as he pulled up his targeting computer and fired down the street at the oncoming red mech. The sniper wasn't anywhere to be seen, so he must be getting in position to take out Dahl. The enemy mech peeled off to the left, tearing through the corner of a house onto the next road over. Zeil's APC was coming up another side street.

"Dahl, get out!" Colesfeld called. "Zeil is coming up with the APC. We're going to make a mad dash back a few blocks to Hammer Two's position."

"Almost... got it!" Dahl called just as a neon particle beam was birthed into existence just above Colesfeld's mech. It nailed Dahl's walked just right of the cockpit, the shield popped out of existence with a sound like a lightning bolt, and sent the mech tumbling on its left side. Smoke poured skyward.

"Dahl!" Colesfeld called just as his targeting computer beeped at him to indicate it had acquired a new target. Colesfeld tried to get his head around fast enough to engage but the enemy mech had the drop on him as it came out of cover, its heavy bolter tearing into his walker's left side.

Colesfeld was rocked by the impacts. The ever-calm mechanical voice of the walker's internal computer spoke aloud, "Left arm actuator requires maintenance. Left shoulder actuator requires maintenance. Left weapons pod requires maintenance."

Colesfeld ignored it and flipped on his right arm's still working bolter and fired down the road somewhat blindly at his target. The enemy had moved back out of sight behind other houses and the scattered trees.

The colonel looked to see that Zeil's APC had arrived and a couple men were dismounting to see if they could help Dahl evacuate his mech. As he brought his attention back to the street a green light flashed across his external video feeds and thunder deafened him. Gravity shifted then as his mech fell over backwards. The calm voice added, "Right torso requires overhaul. Right hip actuator requires overhaul. Right shoulder actuator requires overhaul. Right-"

"I know, shut up!" Colesfeld shouted as he hit the release for his cockpit hatch. After struggling with the seat harness he scrambled out. His helmet scraped on the pavement as he gracelessly fell out of the damned thing. Standing up and pulling free his sidearm he ran around the corner of Dahl's fallen mech. The left arm had been crushed underneath the weight of the machine. Smoke billowed out still and fire was starting to consume some flammable material underneath the armor plating.

"Sergeant! Status!" Colesfeld barked as he got within sight of the APC behind Dahl's felled walker. He pulled his helmet off knowing it would do him little good against either of the mech's weapons which had targeted them.

"Just got the Lieutenant free," Zeil said as two of the troops were helping the pilot into the back of the APC. His head was bleeding and the left shoulder of his jumpsuit looked burned. But the man was conscious.

"Haul ass. And don't drive too straight. Likely they'll take a couple pot-shots at us but they won't pay too much attention to a lone APC leaving the front lines," Colesfeld said to the infantry platoon's commander as he climbed in the back of the six-wheeled vehicle.

Colesfeld wasn't sure that was the case but he was sure hoping the Queen's mechs would let them make an easy get away. What the fuck happened back there?

General Mardonnis of the Queen's Army climbed into the control booth of the Demolisher artillery platform. "What the hell is this?" She eyed the screen which read, "Commander signal detected. Control override enacted. Awaiting orders."

"What does this mean, corporal?" She asked, losing her patience. All of her artillery platforms had shut down without rhyme or reason.

"We don't know, ma'am. It's happening on everything up here; all of the Ancient blue faction units are shutting down and becoming completely unresponsive to controls," the young man said.

Mardonnis pulled out the keyboard and verified all of the connections to the central console were solid. She disconnected an reconnected all of the leads without any change being made.

About that time one of the operation captains ran up, "General! We've got field reports of all blue armor units going offline. Every single one of them."

"What's the battle line looking like?" she asked as she jumped free of the cockpit, jerking a thumb over to the corporal to signal him to get on fixing the problem.

"Relatively the same. We've had some push from the Larries but nothing major. A couple forward positions began to lose ground but rallied quickly to preserve our footing," the captain reported.

Mardonnis and her subordinate started walking back towards the command tent when a lieutenant burst through the flaps, "General, Captain! Recon Four-Niner is on the line, saying that Larenthal blue units are also shutting down."

"What?!" Mardonnis exclaimed louder than she meant to. She rushed inside and found the technician listening to the radio transmission.

She grabbed the headset from the young woman and started listening to Recon Four-Niner. She interrupted the transmission after a second, "Recon Four-Niner this is Forthright Actual. Repeat your last transmission in detail, over."

"Copy, Forthright. We have visual confirmation of Larenthal blue-faction armored units which just stopped moving. I just watched a Larry blue mech get sniped by one of our units. The pilot had to get pulled from the wreckage by some of his infantry buddies. And I can see through my binoculars a squad of tanks just stop in the middle of the street. Looks to me like their pilots are inspecting the outsides trying to see what's happening. I'm too far away to hear what they're saying but I think the group is running around looking panicked. They don't know what's happening either. Over," Corporal Elise Nathan called. The woman had been out in the field being Mardonnis' most reliable eyes and ears since before the siege had started.

Mardonnis pulled the headset off, "What the fuck just happened?"

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Continuing Civilization - Part 7: Chaos
Colonel Bernard Colesfeld was outside of Richstag proper, in the suburban and semi-forested living spaces at the outskirts of the city. The houses here which were single-story didn't offer much cover for his mech but the two-story buildings did fine. Though the wood, brick, sheetrock, and light metals of their construction did nothing to stop incoming enemy fire. As if on cue one of the Queen's Army Roamer tanks - one of the hovering green-faction battle tanks - circled around a house a couple blocks away to unload a pair of the semi-plasma warheads into the building he was passing. He responded in kind with his mech's heavy bolter sending several purple-hued blasts in his enemy's direction. One shot landed on the Roamer's right side. It spun around a few times as the pilot attempted to regain control. Colesfeld fired again, this time nailing his target dead on. The front armor buckled and melted under the onslaught and crashed into an abandoned domicile.

"Damn these Queen bastards, they're putting up one hell of a fight," Colesfeld said to his squad mate, Lieutenant Dahl.

Dahl's blue-faction mech was just unloading its plasma cannon into a house and reducing it to rubble. Colesfeld was going to ask if that was necessary but didn't have the chance as Dahl responded to him, "Well that's just a few less of them now." Dahl paused as he looped in the infantry support team's frequency, "Hammer One-Two to Platoon Four-Four, you should be clear on this block now. Enemy infantry holed up in that house are neutralized."

"Copy, One-Two. We're moving up the road to inspect the next block," Sergeant Zeil's voice came back over the comm. Colesfeld didn't know the man personally but had the opportunity to review the brief after-action reports of the first invasion into Richstag. The Sergeant was aggressive but not brutal, so Colesfeld was happy to be supporting the infantry platoon. The battle lines had shifted and the infantry units had been digging into housing sectors outside the city proper. This put a lot of lives at risk on both sides but it also gave the infantry cover.

If Colesfeld's mech corps could keep the Queen's armor units away then the enemy's infantry couldn't push forward. That meant men like Zeil and his soldiers could dig in in the suburban areas. Colesfeld liked this plan as it meant that the Queen would absolutely have to respond with artillery attacks on the suburban housing or would have to continue to be bogged down in door-to-door combat. Large numbers of armor couldn't be sent in because that'd be equally disastrous to their suburban infrastructure.

"Hammer Actual this is Platoon Four-Four, looping you in on some new intel. Standby, over," Zeil's voice said in Colesfeld's ear.

There was a minor burst of static as Colefeld adjusted his radio to listen to what was coming over the RF, "-toon Three-Three-Niner. I say again, artillery from Queen's position has come to a halt. No additional barrages on grids Epsilon Three through Five, Foxtrot Two through Five. Recon spotters have confirmed the artillery's cannons have been lowered. Preparing to push forward on grid Epsilon Four! Three-Three-Niner, over."

A frown crossed Colesfeld's face. Why would they Queen stop shelling so suddenly after more than a week of near-constant bombardment?

"Four-Four to Hammer Actual, we've got eyes on two mechs coming up the street, dead ahead, over," Zeil said.

"I see them, Four-Four. One-Two take point and let's light them up," Colesfeld called and started typing in targeting priorities. He wanted to use Dahl's heavily armored mech as point to take a couple hits then he'd unload with his walker's heavy bolter. They'd have to be fast as one of the green sniper bots was coming up behind a low-slung red walker.

But Dahl hadn't moved, "Lieutenant, get moving!"

"Uh, I've got a problem here," Dahl reported.

"Then fix it," Colesfeld called looking at the man's machine through his walker's camera.

"I've got no control! All of my screens have gone dead! They're all displaying the same thing!" Panic was starting to creep into the younger man's voice.

Colesfeld started moving his mech closer to Dahl's as the Lieutenant was right in the middle of an intersection giving the sniper a perfect unobstructed shot of a unmoving target. "What's it saying?" he asked.

"The have the words 'Commander signal detected. Control override enacted. Awaiting orders.' I've never seen this, sir," Dahl detailed.

"What the hell does that mean?" Colesfeld said aloud without meaning to.

"I've not got the foggiest idea. But I've still got no controls; my reactor is online, the weapons are hot, but my keyboard is off, the hatch won't release, and my shields are starting a power-down phase," Dahl reported.

"Pull the hydraulic release, Dahl. Get your ass out of there!" Colesfeld knew there wouldn't be time to fix whatever had screwed up on his walker. "Sergeant Zeil, get your people on your APC and evac. We can't hold this position. Dahl's walker is down."

"Copy Hammer, we're loading up now," the Sergeant's calm voice reported.

Colesfeld's mech came around the corner of a short yellow house as he pulled up his targeting computer and fired down the street at the oncoming red mech. The sniper wasn't anywhere to be seen, so he must be getting in position to take out Dahl. The enemy mech peeled off to the left, tearing through the corner of a house onto the next road over. Zeil's APC was coming up another side street.

"Dahl, get out!" Colesfeld called. "Zeil is coming up with the APC. We're going to make a mad dash back a few blocks to Hammer Two's position."

"Almost... got it!" Dahl called just as a neon particle beam was birthed into existence just above Colesfeld's mech. It nailed Dahl's walked just right of the cockpit, the shield popped out of existence with a sound like a lightning bolt, and sent the mech tumbling on its left side. Smoke poured skyward.

"Dahl!" Colesfeld called just as his targeting computer beeped at him to indicate it had acquired a new target. Colesfeld tried to get his head around fast enough to engage but the enemy mech had the drop on him as it came out of cover, its heavy bolter tearing into his walker's left side.

Colesfeld was rocked by the impacts. The ever-calm mechanical voice of the walker's internal computer spoke aloud, "Left arm actuator requires maintenance. Left shoulder actuator requires maintenance. Left weapons pod requires maintenance."

Colesfeld ignored it and flipped on his right arm's still working bolter and fired down the road somewhat blindly at his target. The enemy had moved back out of sight behind other houses and the scattered trees.

The colonel looked to see that Zeil's APC had arrived and a couple men were dismounting to see if they could help Dahl evacuate his mech. As he brought his attention back to the street a green light flashed across his external video feeds and thunder deafened him. Gravity shifted then as his mech fell over backwards. The calm voice added, "Right torso requires overhaul. Right hip actuator requires overhaul. Right shoulder actuator requires overhaul. Right-"

"I know, shut up!" Colesfeld shouted as he hit the release for his cockpit hatch. After struggling with the seat harness he scrambled out. His helmet scraped on the pavement as he gracelessly fell out of the damned thing. Standing up and pulling free his sidearm he ran around the corner of Dahl's fallen mech. The left arm had been crushed underneath the weight of the machine. Smoke billowed out still and fire was starting to consume some flammable material underneath the armor plating.

"Sergeant! Status!" Colesfeld barked as he got within sight of the APC behind Dahl's felled walker. He pulled his helmet off knowing it would do him little good against either of the mech's weapons which had targeted them.

"Just got the Lieutenant free," Zeil said as two of the troops were helping the pilot into the back of the APC. His head was bleeding and the left shoulder of his jumpsuit looked burned. But the man was conscious.

"Haul ass. And don't drive too straight. Likely they'll take a couple pot-shots at us but they won't pay too much attention to a lone APC leaving the front lines," Colesfeld said to the infantry platoon's commander as he climbed in the back of the six-wheeled vehicle.

Colesfeld wasn't sure that was the case but he was sure hoping the Queen's mechs would let them make an easy get away. What the fuck happened back there?



General Mardonnis of the Queen's Army climbed into the control booth of the Demolisher artillery platform. "What the hell is this?" She eyed the screen which read, "Commander signal detected. Control override enacted. Awaiting orders."

"What does this mean, corporal?" She asked, losing her patience. All of her artillery platforms had shut down without rhyme or reason.

"We don't know, ma'am. It's happening on everything up here; all of the Ancient blue faction units are shutting down and becoming completely unresponsive to controls," the young man said.

Mardonnis pulled out the keyboard and verified all of the connections to the central console were solid. She disconnected an reconnected all of the leads without any change being made.

About that time one of the operation captains ran up, "General! We've got field reports of all blue armor units going offline. Every single one of them."

"What's the battle line looking like?" she asked as she jumped free of the cockpit, jerking a thumb over to the corporal to signal him to get on fixing the problem.

"Relatively the same. We've had some push from the Larries but nothing major. A couple forward positions began to lose ground but rallied quickly to preserve our footing," the captain reported.

Mardonnis and her subordinate started walking back towards the command tent when a lieutenant burst through the flaps, "General, Captain! Recon Four-Niner is on the line, saying that Larenthal blue units are also shutting down."

"What?!" Mardonnis exclaimed louder than she meant to. She rushed inside and found the technician listening to the radio transmission.

She grabbed the headset from the young woman and started listening to Recon Four-Niner. She interrupted the transmission after a second, "Recon Four-Niner this is Forthright Actual. Repeat your last transmission in detail, over."

"Copy, Forthright. We have visual confirmation of Larenthal blue-faction armored units which just stopped moving. I just watched a Larry blue mech get sniped by one of our units. The pilot had to get pulled from the wreckage by some of his infantry buddies. And I can see through my binoculars a squad of tanks just stop in the middle of the street. Looks to me like their pilots are inspecting the outsides trying to see what's happening. I'm too far away to hear what they're saying but I think the group is running around looking panicked. They don't know what's happening either. Over," Corporal Elise Nathan called. The woman had been out in the field being Mardonnis' most reliable eyes and ears since before the siege had started.

Mardonnis pulled the headset off, "What the fuck just happened?"
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I first noticed something was wrong with my younger brother David when he was two months old. My mother and I were living in a sparse homeless shelter in New York City for several months after he was born. I'd help feed and take care of my baby brother whenever I could, but I knew he wasn't a normal baby. He'd look at me with his round, empty eyes and I'd start to feel uneasy, as if the world doesn't quite make sense anymore and reality wasn't as simple as I thought as an eight year old child...

Now he's eight years old. My mother had another son two years after him. The ten year old, Travis, is the quintessential young boy, always running amok with a boisterous and mischevious air. His energy is tangible, and when you look into his eyes you can't help but to feel joy. David is the polar opposite. He withdraws from all social contact; when he is in a social situation, one can plainly see that he doesn't know what to say or do. He is a lonely, angry child. His eyes remain unsettling. The school already contacted my mother about the potential dangers regarding his powers that will emerge in puberty, as superpowers are rooted in a person's core personality. My powers haven't even emerged yet and I'm 16, so my entire family are under close surveillance by the NSA. The National Superpower Agency keeps an eye out for any anomalies in the population that may cause mayhem, as most powers were beneficial to careers such as medicine and law and not necessarily a life of crime and villainy. My mother has the gift of precision, and we moved out of the shelter in New York once she finished nursing school. Now, she's on her way to becoming one of the top surgeons in the city. Many people adjust their careers according to their powers they develop in puberty, no later than age 14. Travis will probably have an athletic power since he's naturally energetic and tireless, but David could harbor some dark energy.. And as for me, I'm a little bit of both. I'm popular and happy to the outside world, but I've been diagnosed with depression and panic disorder. I punch walls and cut myself whenever I get too angry, lest someone else may get hurt because of me. I may be as unstable as David, and that might be the reason why there's a letter from the NSA in my mother's uncharacteristically shaky hands.

"Everyone come here. I have bad news."

My brothers sat at the kitchen table and looked solemnly at Mom. My stomach clenched at her tears.

"David and Susan, you two are going to a special place for a bit while the doctors find out what's causing all your sadness... I love you two very much, and I think it'd be a good thing. Maybe you'll find out your powers as well and-"

A succession of three rapid knocks on the front door interrupted her, and a cascade of soldiers flooded the room.

I woke up in a sterile room alongside my brother. He was still asleep, with electrodes protruding from his brain and marking his brain waves on a monitor next to him. I struggled for a bit until I realized they restrained me with worn leather straps. Anger started to well up inside, and an unfamiliar sense of power began to course through my body. My fingertips went numb, and I reached for my brother's hand. "Please don't be scared,"

A young doctor entered the room.

"Your family was in great danger. We believe that your brother harnesses an extraordinary amount of negative energy, while your other brother contains an unusually high amount of positive energy. We have reason to believe their superpowers may be too powerful and too opposite of each other that they may cancel each other out. As well as the entire East coast. As for you, we believe you're capable of shielding people from harm, judging by your masochistic personality. You'll be a great asset to the U.S. Military."

"What.. What about my brothers?"

"Oh, they'll be a great asset as well,"

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I first noticed something was wrong with my younger brother David when he was two months old. My mother and I were living in a sparse homeless shelter in New York City for several months after he was born. I'd help feed and take care of my baby brother whenever I could, but I knew he wasn't a normal baby. He'd look at me with his round, empty eyes and I'd start to feel uneasy, as if the world doesn't quite make sense anymore and reality wasn't as simple as I thought as an eight year old child...
Now he's eight years old. My mother had another son two years after him. The ten year old, Travis, is the quintessential young boy, always running amok with a boisterous and mischevious air. His energy is tangible, and when you look into his eyes you can't help but to feel joy. David is the polar opposite. He withdraws from all social contact; when he is in a social situation, one can plainly see that he doesn't know what to say or do. He is a lonely, angry child. His eyes remain unsettling. The school already contacted my mother about the potential dangers regarding his powers that will emerge in puberty, as superpowers are rooted in a person's core personality. My powers haven't even emerged yet and I'm 16, so my entire family are under close surveillance by the NSA. The National Superpower Agency keeps an eye out for any anomalies in the population that may cause mayhem, as most powers were beneficial to careers such as medicine and law and not necessarily a life of crime and villainy. My mother has the gift of precision, and we moved out of the shelter in New York once she finished nursing school. Now, she's on her way to becoming one of the top surgeons in the city. Many people adjust their careers according to their powers they develop in puberty, no later than age 14. Travis will probably have an athletic power since he's naturally energetic and tireless, but David could harbor some dark energy.. And as for me, I'm a little bit of both. I'm popular and happy to the outside world, but I've been diagnosed with depression and panic disorder. I punch walls and cut myself whenever I get too angry, lest someone else may get hurt because of me. I may be as unstable as David, and that might be the reason why there's a letter from the NSA in my mother's uncharacteristically shaky hands.
"Everyone come here. I have bad news."
My brothers sat at the kitchen table and looked solemnly at Mom. My stomach clenched at her tears.
"David and Susan, you two are going to a special place for a bit while the doctors find out what's causing all your sadness... I love you two very much, and I think it'd be a good thing. Maybe you'll find out your powers as well and-"
A succession of three rapid knocks on the front door interrupted her, and a cascade of soldiers flooded the room.

I woke up in a sterile room alongside my brother. He was still asleep, with electrodes protruding from his brain and marking his brain waves on a monitor next to him. I struggled for a bit until I realized they restrained me with worn leather straps. Anger started to well up inside, and an unfamiliar sense of power began to course through my body. My fingertips went numb, and I reached for my brother's hand. "Please don't be scared,"
A young doctor entered the room.
"Your family was in great danger. We believe that your brother harnesses an extraordinary amount of negative energy, while your other brother contains an unusually high amount of positive energy. We have reason to believe their superpowers may be too powerful and too opposite of each other that they may cancel each other out. As well as the entire East coast. As for you, we believe you're capable of shielding people from harm, judging by your masochistic personality. You'll be a great asset to the U.S. Military."
"What.. What about my brothers?"
"Oh, they'll be a great asset as well,"
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Harry Situation Reviews: Alien: Covenant

In space, no one can hear me scream... like a total fanboy!

Alien: Covenant is the official prequel to Ridley Scott's acclaimed horror film Alien, as well as the sequel to Prometheus. The story is set several years after the chaos of Prometheus, a ship full of earth colonists, which is properly dubbed the Covenant, lands on a mysterious planet that looks habitable for a new foundation. However, paradise suddenly turns to hell when the colonists discover that the planet was once home to the ancient race, the Engineers, and now a new but familiar breed of terror comes to hunt the crew down, as well as discovering the origins of the Xenomorphs. Can the crew survive the rising evolution of the infamous alien species or will they all be officially signing off?

The film is once again directed by Ridley Scott and stars Fantastic Beasts' actress Katherine Waterson as terraforming expert Daniels, Billy Crudup as the captain of the Covenant, Michael Fassbender reprising as the android David as well as portraying another model named Walter, and (probably the most surprising casting choice) Danny McBride as the ship's pilot Tennessee. 

The Countdown Reviews have been building up to this moment. This is definitely one of my most anticipated films of the year. I have been looking forward to seeing this film since last year. As you can tell I'm a huge Alien fan. There is no other science fiction horror film that could capture the suspense and action that Alien and Aliens have already established. The alien (xenomorph) is still one of the most terrifying looking monsters in film history. It served as the inspiration for the equally terrifying scavenger demons from my Sins of the Father short stories. 

Ever since the mediocrity of Prometheus, I've been waiting for a film that could help return the franchise to its proper horror roots. Judging from all the trailers, it's as though I got that film. It has it all. The eggs, the facehugger, the chestburster, and the big daddy himself. Oh shit, this movie looks like it was going to kick ass. And how did this film do? I'd say pretty damn well.

First positive I gotta talk about is the film looks gorgeous. That's the best thing about Ridley Scott as a director, he makes everything look amazing. The sets, the visual effects, all captured perfectly on film, and Scott makes sure the audiences sees everything. The sets looked legit. Nothing ever felt greenscreened, nothing felt too CGI, the sets looked and felt real. The CGI also looked great too, blending well with everything.

Though I'll admit when I saw all the CG I was worried about how the alien would turn out. Suffice to say while there was CG when needed there was also plenty of puppetry and man-in-suit effects, if you look closely, that recaptured the terror of the alien, and I loved it whenever it appeared on screen. Additionally, seeing it back in action definitely sent chills down my spine.

All the actors deliver solid performances. Katherine Waterson was good as Daniels, and Billy Crudup was good as the captain. However I think the two biggest stars of the film were in fact Michael Fassbender and, I can't believe I'm saying this, Danny McBride.

I want to talk about McBride first. Oh my god, he was hands down the best. You'd think since he has a history playing obnoxious, comedic assholes that he'd be another one in this film. That's what I thought when I heard he was cast in this film. Thank fuck I was wrong because he delivered a truly outstanding performance as Tennessee. He actually was my favorite character throughout the film. 

But the true stand out, however, is Michael Fassbender when he portrays both David and Walter. He makes it clear that these two robots are completely different personalities, and he pulls it off perfectly.

It's probably good that this film is rated R too because it could not have worked as a PG-13 film. This film is violent as fuck. There's great usage of violence when it came to the birthing process of the new Neomorph aliens, which is stunning while disturbing at the same time. 

And I should mention that if you still had unanswered questions from Prometheus, you'll be glad to know that they're answered here in this film. There's actually a great moment between two characters, I won't give spoilers to who they are, but I will say it's a great moment where one is trying to get the other to see from their point of view.

Is Alien: Covenant perfect? No, there are still some flaws. For one, the film's tone. Here's what I mean: in each of the three acts it feels like a different film in the series. For the first act it feels like Prometheus, then the second feels like Aliens, and the third feels like Alien. It, at times, makes it confusion what the film really wanted to be in the end, and I think some people will find it confusing.

Also James Franco is in this movie... NOT! Yeah he makes one cameo and it's kinda wasted. Come on, we need to use our James Franco better.

Overall, I am satisfied to say that Alien: Covenant was actually a very good film. Definitely the third best in the series, which probably isn't saying much. Yet Ridley Scott gave fans the Alien film we needed and I look forward to what comes next. This is Harry Situation, concluding the Alien Countdown Reviews, signing off.

                              Positives:                                  Negatives:

                             -Visually gorgeous                    -Tone confusion

                             -Great cast & performances      -Waste of James Franco 

                             -Xenomorph still scary

                             -Very violent

                             -Well directed & written

                             -Answered questions

Final Grade: B+

So now I finally saw Alien: Covenant and finally there are 3 good Alien films. Have you seen this movie? What were your thoughts about it? Out of all the Alien films, which was your favorite, and which review of the Alien films do you enjoy reading? Please be kind, leave a like and comment, and check back again for more awesome reviews here on Prose!

Best Quote:

Oram: "What do you believe in, David?"

David: "Creation."

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Harry Situation Reviews: Alien: Covenant
In space, no one can hear me scream... like a total fanboy!

Alien: Covenant is the official prequel to Ridley Scott's acclaimed horror film Alien, as well as the sequel to Prometheus. The story is set several years after the chaos of Prometheus, a ship full of earth colonists, which is properly dubbed the Covenant, lands on a mysterious planet that looks habitable for a new foundation. However, paradise suddenly turns to hell when the colonists discover that the planet was once home to the ancient race, the Engineers, and now a new but familiar breed of terror comes to hunt the crew down, as well as discovering the origins of the Xenomorphs. Can the crew survive the rising evolution of the infamous alien species or will they all be officially signing off?

The film is once again directed by Ridley Scott and stars Fantastic Beasts' actress Katherine Waterson as terraforming expert Daniels, Billy Crudup as the captain of the Covenant, Michael Fassbender reprising as the android David as well as portraying another model named Walter, and (probably the most surprising casting choice) Danny McBride as the ship's pilot Tennessee. 

The Countdown Reviews have been building up to this moment. This is definitely one of my most anticipated films of the year. I have been looking forward to seeing this film since last year. As you can tell I'm a huge Alien fan. There is no other science fiction horror film that could capture the suspense and action that Alien and Aliens have already established. The alien (xenomorph) is still one of the most terrifying looking monsters in film history. It served as the inspiration for the equally terrifying scavenger demons from my Sins of the Father short stories. 

Ever since the mediocrity of Prometheus, I've been waiting for a film that could help return the franchise to its proper horror roots. Judging from all the trailers, it's as though I got that film. It has it all. The eggs, the facehugger, the chestburster, and the big daddy himself. Oh shit, this movie looks like it was going to kick ass. And how did this film do? I'd say pretty damn well.

First positive I gotta talk about is the film looks gorgeous. That's the best thing about Ridley Scott as a director, he makes everything look amazing. The sets, the visual effects, all captured perfectly on film, and Scott makes sure the audiences sees everything. The sets looked legit. Nothing ever felt greenscreened, nothing felt too CGI, the sets looked and felt real. The CGI also looked great too, blending well with everything.

Though I'll admit when I saw all the CG I was worried about how the alien would turn out. Suffice to say while there was CG when needed there was also plenty of puppetry and man-in-suit effects, if you look closely, that recaptured the terror of the alien, and I loved it whenever it appeared on screen. Additionally, seeing it back in action definitely sent chills down my spine.

All the actors deliver solid performances. Katherine Waterson was good as Daniels, and Billy Crudup was good as the captain. However I think the two biggest stars of the film were in fact Michael Fassbender and, I can't believe I'm saying this, Danny McBride.

I want to talk about McBride first. Oh my god, he was hands down the best. You'd think since he has a history playing obnoxious, comedic assholes that he'd be another one in this film. That's what I thought when I heard he was cast in this film. Thank fuck I was wrong because he delivered a truly outstanding performance as Tennessee. He actually was my favorite character throughout the film. 

But the true stand out, however, is Michael Fassbender when he portrays both David and Walter. He makes it clear that these two robots are completely different personalities, and he pulls it off perfectly.

It's probably good that this film is rated R too because it could not have worked as a PG-13 film. This film is violent as fuck. There's great usage of violence when it came to the birthing process of the new Neomorph aliens, which is stunning while disturbing at the same time. 

And I should mention that if you still had unanswered questions from Prometheus, you'll be glad to know that they're answered here in this film. There's actually a great moment between two characters, I won't give spoilers to who they are, but I will say it's a great moment where one is trying to get the other to see from their point of view.

Is Alien: Covenant perfect? No, there are still some flaws. For one, the film's tone. Here's what I mean: in each of the three acts it feels like a different film in the series. For the first act it feels like Prometheus, then the second feels like Aliens, and the third feels like Alien. It, at times, makes it confusion what the film really wanted to be in the end, and I think some people will find it confusing.

Also James Franco is in this movie... NOT! Yeah he makes one cameo and it's kinda wasted. Come on, we need to use our James Franco better.

Overall, I am satisfied to say that Alien: Covenant was actually a very good film. Definitely the third best in the series, which probably isn't saying much. Yet Ridley Scott gave fans the Alien film we needed and I look forward to what comes next. This is Harry Situation, concluding the Alien Countdown Reviews, signing off.

                              Positives:                                  Negatives:
                             -Visually gorgeous                    -Tone confusion
                             -Great cast & performances      -Waste of James Franco 
                             -Xenomorph still scary
                             -Very violent
                             -Well directed & written
                             -Answered questions

Final Grade: B+

So now I finally saw Alien: Covenant and finally there are 3 good Alien films. Have you seen this movie? What were your thoughts about it? Out of all the Alien films, which was your favorite, and which review of the Alien films do you enjoy reading? Please be kind, leave a like and comment, and check back again for more awesome reviews here on Prose!

Best Quote:
Oram: "What do you believe in, David?"
David: "Creation."
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May 18, 2067

        It wasn't the future they all thought it would be.

        Technology hadn't taken over. It had liberated us. No longer did we depend upon technology. We were finally free from the means to our present end. You're likely wondering what all this encompassed, pretending you're from the past. I'll start with this: 100% free time. Technology took care of food, shelter, transportation, and safety. Our job, as humans, was what you could call "permanent unemployment." Our core deliverables included science, art, traveling, and socializing. And that was about it. And it was about making the most of that only resource there is and logically can be: time. 

        Time, space, energy. 

        We shared the space of Earth with the machines we'd built from it that used the Sun's power in affording us sunlike temporal abundance. The abundance was a fun dance, to be certain. Violence, war, and crime had been eliminated like cancer, AIDS, and polio for decades. No more hysteria over famine or school shootings or nuclear winters. All because of technology. 

        We made technology smart enough to outsmart us at those things that both humans and technology could compute, so to write. We all swiftly retired from the calculative industry and started work in the creative ecosystem. Of course, technology could and can create, too, but not in the true sense; in the illusory sense. Creating the illusion of spontaneity. Spontaneity, channeling, and destiny were exponentially more synonymous nowadays than they were before the Solar Revolution. That's another story, though.

        So we spent our time being scientists, artists, adventurers, and companions.

        Everyone had their niche, its unique size and shape. Some scientifically specialized in physics, artistically specialized in writing, travelly specialized in Mars, socially specialized in cocktail parties. I specialized in ethics, cartooning, India, and neighborhood dinners. Typical day? Wake, be, pray, learn, make, go, share. If I felt like researching and teaching ethics in Japan and not New York one day, then I would take a SpaceX, BlueO, or Uber and arrive in a couple hours - for free, of course. 

        Everything was just so elegant and efficient. You might be thinking it was truly more of a dystopia, but really, it wasn't. There was no rise of the machines. The machines did what we told them. We told them to find a solution to getting the world off filth and on light (and soon thereafter, on pure energy) and they did. We told them to find a solution to eradicating poverty and scarcity from all places on Earth - and that they did, as well.

        With power and money no longer issues, we could afford to solve health and education. The countries of the world united. Their governments extended olive branches to all the people, even the sickest, unluckiest ones, and shared this newfound surplus of sheer abundance with those who needed it most. Crime and war went away because poverty and scarcity went away - because technology did what we said.

        And now we are truly living in Heaven on Earth - and beyond Earth. Humans now die only when they choose so, and they are now so well-educated that reproduction and overpopulation are but memories.

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Chapter 8 of Verbolution, A Prose Original Series: Season Four - "Exalted Exit Exhale"
Written by A in portal Simon & Schuster
May 18, 2067
        It wasn't the future they all thought it would be.
        Technology hadn't taken over. It had liberated us. No longer did we depend upon technology. We were finally free from the means to our present end. You're likely wondering what all this encompassed, pretending you're from the past. I'll start with this: 100% free time. Technology took care of food, shelter, transportation, and safety. Our job, as humans, was what you could call "permanent unemployment." Our core deliverables included science, art, traveling, and socializing. And that was about it. And it was about making the most of that only resource there is and logically can be: time. 
        Time, space, energy. 
        We shared the space of Earth with the machines we'd built from it that used the Sun's power in affording us sunlike temporal abundance. The abundance was a fun dance, to be certain. Violence, war, and crime had been eliminated like cancer, AIDS, and polio for decades. No more hysteria over famine or school shootings or nuclear winters. All because of technology. 
        We made technology smart enough to outsmart us at those things that both humans and technology could compute, so to write. We all swiftly retired from the calculative industry and started work in the creative ecosystem. Of course, technology could and can create, too, but not in the true sense; in the illusory sense. Creating the illusion of spontaneity. Spontaneity, channeling, and destiny were exponentially more synonymous nowadays than they were before the Solar Revolution. That's another story, though.
        So we spent our time being scientists, artists, adventurers, and companions.
        Everyone had their niche, its unique size and shape. Some scientifically specialized in physics, artistically specialized in writing, travelly specialized in Mars, socially specialized in cocktail parties. I specialized in ethics, cartooning, India, and neighborhood dinners. Typical day? Wake, be, pray, learn, make, go, share. If I felt like researching and teaching ethics in Japan and not New York one day, then I would take a SpaceX, BlueO, or Uber and arrive in a couple hours - for free, of course. 
        Everything was just so elegant and efficient. You might be thinking it was truly more of a dystopia, but really, it wasn't. There was no rise of the machines. The machines did what we told them. We told them to find a solution to getting the world off filth and on light (and soon thereafter, on pure energy) and they did. We told them to find a solution to eradicating poverty and scarcity from all places on Earth - and that they did, as well.
        With power and money no longer issues, we could afford to solve health and education. The countries of the world united. Their governments extended olive branches to all the people, even the sickest, unluckiest ones, and shared this newfound surplus of sheer abundance with those who needed it most. Crime and war went away because poverty and scarcity went away - because technology did what we said.
        And now we are truly living in Heaven on Earth - and beyond Earth. Humans now die only when they choose so, and they are now so well-educated that reproduction and overpopulation are but memories.
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Harry Situation Reviews: Star Wars: Thrawn

To defeat an enemy, you must know them. Not simply their battle tactics, but their history, philosophy, art.

Acclaimed Star Wars novelist Timothy Zahn brings his beloved creation back to the Star Wars Universe with Star Wars: Thrawn, the story that expands and canonizes the fan favorite villain Mitth'raw'nuruodo, otherwise better known as Grand Admiral Thrawn. Have I mentioned how much I'm a fan of Grand Admiral Thrawn before? 

For those still unfamiliar (even though I don't know how since I talked on and on about it) Grand Admiral Thrawn was a badass in his own right. He was a very intelligent and crafty villain in the Star Wars Universe that help mend the Galactic Empire together after the death of the Emperor in Return of the Jedi. He wasn't the type of villain who'd get angry after some incompetent soldier screwing up, but he was more calm and collective. Additionally what made him stand out from other villains was his great appreciation for artwork, believing that you could an entire culture and their weakness based on their art. 

The Thrawn Trilogy, at the time, was essentially the official sequel series to the original film saga. When Disney had to restructure the Star Wars universe to make things canon enough for the Sequel Trilogy to make sense, a lot of great characters and stories were rehashed as non-canon, being dubbed Legends. If you're a big Star Wars fan like me who followed some of these stories, you would consider this to be an insult to all the hard work that put into them that helped shape what we know about the Star Wars Universe. So yeah, having one of the greatest characters in the Expanded Universe now labeled as part of glorified fanfiction really pissed me off at the time. 

But thanks to Dave Filoni and crew, Thrawn is now canon, making his debut in the third season of Star Wars: Rebels; and his story has been expanded with another exciting novel featuring the Chiss admiral. 

I really enjoyed reading this novel. It has the classic Timothy Zahn writing some fans are familiar with while offering new insights about the classic character for new readers. Being the original creator of the character he really emphasize how intelligent Thrawn truly is. He's able to deduce the location of a transmitter that is controlling a squadron of Vulture droids, he's able to learn everything about someone based on their tactics, and he's able to interpret who is a turncoat in the Galactic Empire. 

What makes it even better is that we the readers are seeing this through the eyes of a new character, Ensign Eli Vanto. Vanto sees Thrawn as a good friend but its also interesting to note that he seems to be very uneasy around the Chiss officer. He wants to do something else for the Empire but he, unfortunately, finds himself constantly by Thrawn's side as Thrawn rises through the ranks. He is in awe of Thrawn with is brilliant strategies and deduction skills, but he's also unsettled how Thrawn is able to put their careers on the line in order to get results.

One thing I found very interesting was end I was first reading it, there are moments that switch to italicize font and they would give descriptions unrelated to the paragraphs. Basically the font is describing the facial movements, the tones in the voices, and even the stances the characters are in. It took me a moment to realize that these italicize fonts were in Thrawn's point of view and he's making note of every character's action and reactions, emphasizing his ability to study every individual in order to give a proper response. That is basically Thrawn! 

The novel also serves as an origin story for another character that was originally introduced in Season 3 of Rebels, Lothal's governor, Governor Arihnda Pryce. The novel shows how she started from the bottom of the Outer Rims worlds and worked her way up and made sketchy agreements in order to rise to power. I really enjoyed reading that about her.

I can't say much else about the novel because I want you to read it for yourself if you're curious about the famed Star Wars character. If you want a negative I guess the novel doesn't offer a lot of action as you would find in other Star Wars tales; but I kinda expected that since it's more about analyzing an enemy's movements, which is what Thrawn is all about. And I guess there are a couple moments that felt a little slow, but other than that, nothing. It's a great read. Go read it now!

                              Positives:                                        Negatives:

                             -Thrawn is boss!                             -Slow at times

                             -Thrawn's story                              -Little action

                             -Vanto's story

                             -Pryce's story

                             -Great writing

                             -Great character development

                             -Great addition to Star Wars Canon

Final Grade: A

So those were my thoughts on the new Timothy Zahn novel. Have you read it yet? What are your thoughts? Do you think Thrawn is awesome too? Please be kind, leave a like and comment, and check back for more reviews on Prose!

Best Quote:

Grand Admiral Thrawn: "There are things in the universe that are simply and purely evil. A warrior does not seek to understand them, or to compromise with them. He seeks only to obliterate them."

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Harry Situation Reviews: Star Wars: Thrawn
To defeat an enemy, you must know them. Not simply their battle tactics, but their history, philosophy, art.

Acclaimed Star Wars novelist Timothy Zahn brings his beloved creation back to the Star Wars Universe with Star Wars: Thrawn, the story that expands and canonizes the fan favorite villain Mitth'raw'nuruodo, otherwise better known as Grand Admiral Thrawn. Have I mentioned how much I'm a fan of Grand Admiral Thrawn before? 

For those still unfamiliar (even though I don't know how since I talked on and on about it) Grand Admiral Thrawn was a badass in his own right. He was a very intelligent and crafty villain in the Star Wars Universe that help mend the Galactic Empire together after the death of the Emperor in Return of the Jedi. He wasn't the type of villain who'd get angry after some incompetent soldier screwing up, but he was more calm and collective. Additionally what made him stand out from other villains was his great appreciation for artwork, believing that you could an entire culture and their weakness based on their art. 

The Thrawn Trilogy, at the time, was essentially the official sequel series to the original film saga. When Disney had to restructure the Star Wars universe to make things canon enough for the Sequel Trilogy to make sense, a lot of great characters and stories were rehashed as non-canon, being dubbed Legends. If you're a big Star Wars fan like me who followed some of these stories, you would consider this to be an insult to all the hard work that put into them that helped shape what we know about the Star Wars Universe. So yeah, having one of the greatest characters in the Expanded Universe now labeled as part of glorified fanfiction really pissed me off at the time. 

But thanks to Dave Filoni and crew, Thrawn is now canon, making his debut in the third season of Star Wars: Rebels; and his story has been expanded with another exciting novel featuring the Chiss admiral. 

I really enjoyed reading this novel. It has the classic Timothy Zahn writing some fans are familiar with while offering new insights about the classic character for new readers. Being the original creator of the character he really emphasize how intelligent Thrawn truly is. He's able to deduce the location of a transmitter that is controlling a squadron of Vulture droids, he's able to learn everything about someone based on their tactics, and he's able to interpret who is a turncoat in the Galactic Empire. 

What makes it even better is that we the readers are seeing this through the eyes of a new character, Ensign Eli Vanto. Vanto sees Thrawn as a good friend but its also interesting to note that he seems to be very uneasy around the Chiss officer. He wants to do something else for the Empire but he, unfortunately, finds himself constantly by Thrawn's side as Thrawn rises through the ranks. He is in awe of Thrawn with is brilliant strategies and deduction skills, but he's also unsettled how Thrawn is able to put their careers on the line in order to get results.

One thing I found very interesting was end I was first reading it, there are moments that switch to italicize font and they would give descriptions unrelated to the paragraphs. Basically the font is describing the facial movements, the tones in the voices, and even the stances the characters are in. It took me a moment to realize that these italicize fonts were in Thrawn's point of view and he's making note of every character's action and reactions, emphasizing his ability to study every individual in order to give a proper response. That is basically Thrawn! 

The novel also serves as an origin story for another character that was originally introduced in Season 3 of Rebels, Lothal's governor, Governor Arihnda Pryce. The novel shows how she started from the bottom of the Outer Rims worlds and worked her way up and made sketchy agreements in order to rise to power. I really enjoyed reading that about her.

I can't say much else about the novel because I want you to read it for yourself if you're curious about the famed Star Wars character. If you want a negative I guess the novel doesn't offer a lot of action as you would find in other Star Wars tales; but I kinda expected that since it's more about analyzing an enemy's movements, which is what Thrawn is all about. And I guess there are a couple moments that felt a little slow, but other than that, nothing. It's a great read. Go read it now!

                              Positives:                                        Negatives:
                             -Thrawn is boss!                             -Slow at times
                             -Thrawn's story                              -Little action
                             -Vanto's story
                             -Pryce's story
                             -Great writing
                             -Great character development
                             -Great addition to Star Wars Canon

Final Grade: A

So those were my thoughts on the new Timothy Zahn novel. Have you read it yet? What are your thoughts? Do you think Thrawn is awesome too? Please be kind, leave a like and comment, and check back for more reviews on Prose!

Best Quote:
Grand Admiral Thrawn: "There are things in the universe that are simply and purely evil. A warrior does not seek to understand them, or to compromise with them. He seeks only to obliterate them."
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She died without knowing that I loved her.

On that day

there was no mid-night…

For who could sense

the halfway point?

I cried,

as the stars shined dark.

The Moon was full,

but eclipsed by mourning.

The Sun,

laid cloaked

behind the clouds,

too embarrassed

to lift its head out...

burning

false hope.

That night

Silence

filled the absence

of Time…

as the hours

played hooky

from their positions

on the clock.

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ab-sense
She died without knowing that I loved her.

On that day
there was no mid-night…
For who could sense
the halfway point?

I cried,
as the stars shined dark.

The Moon was full,
but eclipsed by mourning.

The Sun,
laid cloaked
behind the clouds,
too embarrassed
to lift its head out...
burning
false hope.

That night
Silence
filled the absence
of Time…
as the hours
played hooky
from their positions
on the clock.


Copyright © 1986-2017
Al Salehi
All Rights Reserved
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White Noise

“Unit Seven to Base, Come in Base.” Static greets this attempt at communication, as it has the previous twenty tries.

Sterling doesn’t want to give up hope. He knows that the chances grow slimmer and slimmer every hour that the Nightingale is still in orbit. They are probably half way out of the system by now. He has to try though.

It had been a routine patrol on this desolate rock, and he had donned his gear yesterday morning, never knowing that the day would end with him in this pit of slime, and Base Command on board the Nightingale nowhere to be found across the com channels.

He knew - as did all of the Night Bird squadron - that every drop held the chance of death, but somehow, he had never considered that there might be fates worse than death among the planets that the Federation patrolled.

He checks his pulse rifle again, and it is just as empty as it was the last time he checked, and the time before that.

In his earpiece he hears what might have been a voice amid the static.

“Unit Seven. Repeat transmission, Base. Unable to hear.” He strains to listen, and decides that it was just his imagination after all.

He tries to shift position, and becomes aware again of the intense agony of his shattered leg. If it weren’t for the black armor he is encased in, he knows that he would have passed out long ago.

Maybe that would have been a blessing.

In the distance beyond his vision, the sucking sounds of something wet sliding its bulk along the stones comes again, followed by a rumbling that is reminiscent of purring – or of a hungry stomach that wants to be filled.

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White Noise
“Unit Seven to Base, Come in Base.” Static greets this attempt at communication, as it has the previous twenty tries.

Sterling doesn’t want to give up hope. He knows that the chances grow slimmer and slimmer every hour that the Nightingale is still in orbit. They are probably half way out of the system by now. He has to try though.

It had been a routine patrol on this desolate rock, and he had donned his gear yesterday morning, never knowing that the day would end with him in this pit of slime, and Base Command on board the Nightingale nowhere to be found across the com channels.

He knew - as did all of the Night Bird squadron - that every drop held the chance of death, but somehow, he had never considered that there might be fates worse than death among the planets that the Federation patrolled.

He checks his pulse rifle again, and it is just as empty as it was the last time he checked, and the time before that.

In his earpiece he hears what might have been a voice amid the static.

“Unit Seven. Repeat transmission, Base. Unable to hear.” He strains to listen, and decides that it was just his imagination after all.

He tries to shift position, and becomes aware again of the intense agony of his shattered leg. If it weren’t for the black armor he is encased in, he knows that he would have passed out long ago.

Maybe that would have been a blessing.

In the distance beyond his vision, the sucking sounds of something wet sliding its bulk along the stones comes again, followed by a rumbling that is reminiscent of purring – or of a hungry stomach that wants to be filled.

(c) 2016 - dustygrein
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The End

The end of all we’ve ever known is near

A quiet end, when all is said and done

I watch the end approach without much fear

A rapid end without a sound to hear

The last of boredom and the end of fun

The end of all we’ve ever known is near

This is the end of all that we hold dear

An end to everything and everyone

I watch the end approach without much fear

Now at the end, my conscience will be clear

The light will end as darkness takes the sun

The end of all we’ve ever known is near

We had no clue, the end came from the rear

Now from that end there is no place to run

I watch the end approach without much fear

At least it means an end to all the tears

Time flies away, the last end has begun

The end of all we’ve ever known is near

I watch the end approach without much fear

(c) 2017 - dustygrein

** I was wondering what those last 8 minutes might be like if our sun went supernova. I'd hope I could face the end with dignity, but there really wouldn't be enough time for much else, and there could be worse things to go out with than a villanelle...

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Written by dustygrein in portal Poetry & Free Verse
The End
The end of all we’ve ever known is near
A quiet end, when all is said and done
I watch the end approach without much fear

A rapid end without a sound to hear
The last of boredom and the end of fun
The end of all we’ve ever known is near

This is the end of all that we hold dear
An end to everything and everyone
I watch the end approach without much fear

Now at the end, my conscience will be clear
The light will end as darkness takes the sun
The end of all we’ve ever known is near

We had no clue, the end came from the rear
Now from that end there is no place to run
I watch the end approach without much fear

At least it means an end to all the tears
Time flies away, the last end has begun
The end of all we’ve ever known is near
I watch the end approach without much fear

(c) 2017 - dustygrein

** I was wondering what those last 8 minutes might be like if our sun went supernova. I'd hope I could face the end with dignity, but there really wouldn't be enough time for much else, and there could be worse things to go out with than a villanelle...
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