BLARGY

Dangerous though it was, the lake of fire was an easy one to cross! The firewalls were sliding holodeck doors. Without so much as a creak, the sodden things slid open. Their curves were oblong, smooth, and aesthetically pleasing. It reminded him of castle-bricks stacked into turrets filled with maidens and overflowing with gold coins. Without so much as a blink, he dashed through them, followed quickly by her at his side. The doors were engaged to the surrounding area by thick geocentrical wiring. Each electrical transmission was accompanied by a faint hum and a dull glimmer. Each glimmer was fed into a splitter,  dividing the signal into even wavelengths, where they were then guided by invisible magnets. It was basically a railway fitted within a silver matchbox, where signals were chopped up, retrofitted, and fired down the most appropriate pathway. Think of dolphins, they said, just like the metropolitan aquariums.


And their voices could be heard from the streets, calling out from beyond. They were more fancy and collective in their chorus, and their footsteps were clipping quietly against the pavement. It was a sound that could be heard for miles, because the dolphins had echo-rays that traveled plainly through clear glass. It was a masterpiece to begin with, but in the end it was a cosmic event. She knew this, and she was usually reticent of the fact that the dolphins didn't give a shit to begin with, 'BLARGY UP THE DRAGON'S WORG,' hollered Pete, 'SAILIN' DON'T DO ITSELF.' Not seeing where he was going, the man teetered dangerously close to the edge of a plated block leading out to space. 'WE'RE IN FOR A ROUGH ONE!' The Suncraft set sail under the veil of solar blankets reflecting cosmic lunar dust, just in time for the first wave.