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Astro: Boy of the Stars episode 1 pt. 3
The door to my house opened to my mom’s face, which was full of worry.
“Toby!!” she cried, wrapping me in a super-tight hug. I gave a little groan of annoyance, “Where on earth were you?! I was so worried, I—,” she broke off, seeing Inspector Tawashi standing there. Her face got pale. “Toby…” she started, but Tawashi interrupted her.
“Oh, there’s no need to be angry, Mrs. Tenma,” he said hurriedly, “Your son hasn’t done anything wrong.”
“Oh? Then, why…?” My mom trailed off, her expression confused.
“Good to see you home, Master Tenma,” our housebot said to me as I stepped away from the front door.
“Hi, Orrin,” I said. I gave an abrupt yawn, suddenly feeling extremely tired.
“Would Master Toby like something to eat?” Orrin asked.
“No… No, I think I’m just going to g
Astro: Boy of the Stars episode 1 pt. 4
“…Reports of what seems to be a robot with rockets flying through Metro City…”
I froze, toothbrush in my mouth as I walked from the bathroom to my room, past the stairs where I could hear the news playing in the living room. I strained my ears, and suddenly the news report seemed too loud, making me give off a small yelp of surprise and rub my ears.
“OW.” I said, my mouth full of toothpaste. Whoa, I had super-hearing??
“…Theories of a project that the scientists of the Ministry of Science were testing out is the only explanation at present, though there are no confirmed reports, seeing as the scientists are keeping silent. What do you think, Ben?…”
So they thought I was a robot, huh? Makes sense. I went back to the bathroom and spat the toothpaste out of my mouth.
I’d gotten back home just fine, seeing as my parents, who both worked at the Ministry of Science, were working late
Astro: Boy of the Stars CH 6
“They’re… they’re…” I tried to place my finger on it as I looked at the InstaClothes.
“Awesome?” Zane asked.
“Too big?” Cora said worriedly.
“Red,” I said, scratching my head. Cora had managed to sneak down to the basement and fetch the InstaClothes—which they had stored down there because they hadn’t needed it—without being seen by her parents. (Her siblings were all outside in the backyard, playing with their nerf guns) She was now back in the Cavern, and showing me the seemly bright red cuffs and boots.
“Well—just try them on and see if they fit, at least,” she said. “I don’t know what size they are, and like I said, they haven’t really been used before, either.” I shrugged,
“Okay…” I tugged off my sneaker and grabbed one of the boots, pulling it on.
Whaddya know, it fit! I pulled on the other one
Poetic PsychosisIn thirty seconds, the next shell would fall. Every night was the same, but every night Lorenzo experienced it as if it were the first time. His throat felt swollen; breathing was hard. He glanced around at the others; young men like him who had been shipped out in the name of honour and freedom. There was no honour in this, no freedom. Only death behind your eyelids, and a fear so gutting, that it carved out your innards and left you a hollow husk. Lorenzo tried to breathe, tried to assure himself that he was still whole, still made of flesh. They had lied when they told him he was ready.
Matteo ran towards him, arms out, rifle swinging uselessly at his side. He shouted for him to run, but Lorenzo remained motionless, unable to move as his friend’s warning was lost in the constant blare of gunfire. None of them were ready.
“The cycle is repeating. It is not safe.” The voice was soft and weak, yet it carried over the gunfire and battle cries without impediment.
longdead leafa longdead leaf
burnt brown in the depth of green
cups a handful of fresh water
a leaf left behind
holds something of worth
forgoing death with its dead body
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