2 Ekim 2019 Çarşamba

THE STORM, March 30rd, 2084, Thursday


Sounds were covering all ears. Vibrations of the atmosphere and the oceans were propagating at sound speed. Lightnings and thunders were carrying fear at electric speed causing unbearable pains in individual minds. Life and future were becoming dark. Hope was disappearing from all visible reflections. The only music left was the symphony of death.

Meri listened to the details of the storm to understand its size and character, but tried not to hear and see the fatal features hidden in its strong structures. She was feeling the power of the universe, which was definitely still much powerful than Kara and her system. She wondered whether Kara also was hearing, seeing, smelling, tasting, and being touched by the timeless and spaceless eternal power of light and darkness, existence and non-existence. "We are still too small and weak," she thought. She touched Met's face caressing his cheeks with her hand and his lips with her fingers. She hugged him tightly as if it were possible to protect him from the powers of Kara and the universe. She kissed him from his lips passionately touching all points of his skin.

"I am here my darling," she whispered. "I will always be here with you. All storms have an end. We will see the sun again. Nobody, even Kara and her system will be able to prevent this. Civilizations and lives are finite. Storms and darknesses are also so. We will see the sun again."

Met smiled. Meri was not able to understand it was a response to her words or a feeling coming from his blurry memories.

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