Shards of Silver 5

She didn't get started until the afternoon. The one downside to working late hours.

The clouds where still heavy and grey but atleast no rain.

As soon she got on the DOM she felt relaxed. Free.

Just before midnight she was near the city limits and went in to a all night store to by some crisps and a soda. She had a room in a small Inn waiting for her.

Coming out from the well lit store into the night it took a few seconds for her eyes to adjust, and it was then he attacked.

Grabbing her around the neck from behind dragging her away.

He wasn't that much bigger than her but strong as an ox.

She leaned forward and pusched with her feets throwing herself backward on her assailant so they both fell, she ontop him. She was quicker. Rolled away and got up on her feet.

He looked at here and grinned. She didn't move. Waited.. Watching. When the attacke came she clawed him in the face and smothly got out or reach. She was aware. The soft wind on her skin. How her shoes where placed on the ground. The sounds around them. The next attack was a frontal. She grabbed his jacked and threw him on the ground. Her arm and claws ready to strike if

necessary.

People came running and screaming, and when she looked around the man got away but not before he hissed something to her.

The Police was soon on the scean taking her statement.

-I didn't get a great look at his face, it was just to dark. He was only about 3 inches taller than me but much heavier built. I have no clue about where he might come from because he never spoked.

-He just grabbed you out of the blue? One of the cops asked.

-Maybe he wanted crips?

-Yeah maybe. These neighbourhoods has a reputation. Sure you was only here for crisps?

-Wait aminute. I know that voice. Olivia Clare? DIDN'T YOU SING AT LIMBO last night? I was in the audience, got there late so I just heard the end.. That was an AWESOME song. The other cop was excited.

-Yeah, thats me. Glad you liked it. Haven't preformed in a while.

-So you are a celeb?

-I wouldn't say that. I sing sometimes in a small bar, otherwize I have Ghosts Radio. from nine to midnight.

-So what where you doing out here?

-I'm taking a roadtrip and was hedding to the Dörner Inn when I've decided I wanted a night snack.

-Lovely place. the second cop smiled at her.

-Well you seem fine, said the first cop.

-Yes, I was lucky.

-hmf, but don't hesitate to call the doctor if you starting to feel dizzy or any pain. Sometime the adrenaline hides the pain from injuries that might be quite severe. Otherwise there is not much we can do here. We have your statement, and the surveillance tapes won't be in until tomorrow. And we know how to get in contact with you.

-So I can continue my trip?

-Yes, But I warn you that there is probably not much we can do.. As I said, these parts have a bit of a reputation so people aren't that inclined to talk.

-He didn't get anything, and I'm not that hurt. It was probably someone looking for easy cash.

-So where are you going? the second cop asked.

-The lakes.

-Oh, then you better be careful. These storms that have hit us has made som huge damage to those parts. Roads are completely washed away in some places and there have been some forest fires due to lightning strikes.

-But the area is considered safe?

-Yes, if you know what you are doing. But there might be some difficulties navigating.

-I've been there before so I should be fine.

-Then you should probably get to the Dörner Inn and get yourself som sleep, said the first cop

-Yeh I probably should. Thank you for your help.

-No worries, said the secon cop.

-Just be careful if you are on your own. The first cope glanced at her. Next time you might not be this lucky....

Saftely at the Dörner Inn she took a hot shower, and took a look at the scrapes and  bruices that she'd got.

Those words.

What did they mean?

Working on radio she thought she could atleast almost recognise most languages, but not this.

And yet...

They felt so familiar.

She looked at her back. Not as much bruices that she had thought, but the pattern. It was more prominent now. From her head and down her back. She started to shake.

-What is happening to me?

-You are Awakening.

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Shards of Silver 4

The day went by in a haze of different preperations that had to be made.

She took a final look at the DOM, her pride and joy. The first MC she bought after her first real gig at Limbo. He was a bit old and looked a bit aged, but he was still in great shape, much because she cared for him like a mother a child.

the Chenél was her "city" bike. The one she fell in love with just because of the beauty in her lines. A real queen.

Preparing the show actually took less time than she had feared.

The clothes was a bit more difficult. The weather had been really odd lately. Strange for the season.

Food was next challenge. She was hoping to live of nature. The lakes was full of fish and the woods for usually filled with all sorts of fruits and berries this time of the year. She wanted to avoid the citys as much as possible.

The show went smothly except for a few calls from "breathers". She would miss her show. Ghosts Radio was her one true love. She always felt so connected to the audience, even more so then her music ever did.

Limbo was as buzzing as always or even more so doue to the new X beer.

She ordered a "Smokey" and sat at her usual spot, trying to get a feel of the people. She always wanted to feel the pulse of the crowd befor hitting the stage. Maybe she didn't have to now, since she was only doing this one song and not an entire gig, but it calmed her.

And then she was on.

Fred was playing with a feeling for the lyrics like no one else.

The lighting seemed softer than usual wich suited the song.

She got lost in the music, got swept away like a piece of drift wood in the river.

- We will be together

just like in those songs

You and me forever

Until then I walk alone....

But I can hear you calling calling calling

my body feels you calling calling calling

Will I

Will I

Will I ever touch the sky?

She bowed her head and the stage went dark.

Silence

and then the applause.

-That was one powerful song!!!!! Fred was all over the place. When did you write that? When is it going to be relased?

-I just wrote it now, she admitted. I had sort of an idea but I wasn't completely sure what to make of it until just now. And No it will not be released.. Not now anyway.

-You are nuts!

-What else is new? Jeff stood behind them. Dang that was Awesome! You didn't see the audience like it did but they where eating every word you said.

-Well I ain't no Angie.

-No one is. She has the voice of an Angel, but you have a way with words like onone else. If my old Nan was here I'll bet she would say you are one for the Shards of Silver.

-A what?

-You have never heard the legend of the Silver lakes and the Snow magpies?

-No?

-Well I'm off, said Fred. You are nuts if you wont get this released. I hope your journey will fix what ever is wrong in your head! He smiled and gave her a hug before he left.

-He is right you know.

-What ever. Tell me more about the legend.

-Well, according to my Nan, so way back when, this world was created by a God and a Goddess that wanted to spread their love. And to make sure the human race would grow strong and kind they shared their magic to some. To even the playingfield sort of.

-So all music is magic?

-Well, not all music. And according to my Nan, it isn't really magic at all. Take for instance the wind. You can't see it. But you can feel it.. And windmills can use that wind. So it's more like some people can use the things around us in a way others can't. They just connect. To my Nan there is more magic in a phone and technology.. She never understood how you can take a persons voice and move it any distance without moving the body.. He laughed.

-But my voice isn't that good?

-It's not really the voice but how you use words.. You can almost spellbind people with your lyrics.

-Yeah sure. She laughed. I would have loved to talk with your Nan. I'll bet she would be a great source of inspiration. You always makes her feel magical when you talk about her. Is she a "Shard of Silver"?

-No, according to Nan there was a huge war with another God and they had to leave this planet and after some time the connection with people and the earth got lost. But she always said that that connection could come back when people needed it or was ready.. When the Snow birds sings an new era beginns.

-And now they sing.

-And now they sing...

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Shards of Silver 3

She woke up with a banging headache, not remebering much of the dreams.

The rain was beating against the window as it was trying to break them.

It was just one of those days.

Standing infront of the mirror she took a good look at herself, almost didn't recognize the person looking back at her. The long strand of silver wasn't as visible today as it was last night but her eyes seemed different somehow. Looking at her back she could see a slight sort of pattern. Barely visible. Must just be an inprint from the bed somehow. or?

She felt trapped.

Her apartment seemed so small, like the walls was closing in. She needed to breath, to streatch her body and inhale the fresh air in the forest.

Roadtrip time!

Entering Limbo it was busy busy busy.

-What tha heck is going on? she asked Jeff.

-You'll see, he answered pointing to some workers opening a couple of huge packages.

She waited.

-Dang! that some awesome kegs you got there! Is that a Troxjk???

-Yup, and a Hikikomori! From the Beer King himself.

-Oh, you are climbing the social ladder my friend. Is it for the new X? Think I've got a mail about this.. He wanted me to promote it on my show.

-Yes. One beer aged in 2 different kegs.

-Nice. How is it?

-Haven't tasted them yet. Wanna join me?

-Nah not now. I was thinking more in the lines of one enormous latte if you don't mind.

-Feeling the weather?

-In a big way. And I've decided to take a bit of a road trip. Was thinking of hitting the Lakes and see if I can get my mojo back.

-When are you leaving?

-Tomorrow.

-Dang that was fast. You don't need to prepare?

-I've been planing it for a while, but now I just have to go.. Can't breath. Need my space. Some dang fresh air and see someting else but all this neon.

-Are you taking the Chenél?

-Have you lost your mind? Taking my Queen into the woods? NEVER. I'm taking the DOM. Badass enough to carry the weight and slick enough for those narrow paths. And I've already have a couple of energy packs ready for him.

-So the Chenél is a female and the DOM a male?

-Have you seen the DOM? Would you call that beast female?

-You and your bikes. Jeff laughed. Oh, Btw, Fred was wondering if you wouldn't mind sing tonight. It was ages ago.

-Hm, well. I have been working on something but it isn't finished. Well if he's up to it I can try. Tell him I want a slow, sort of depressing version of Minds Blight.

-Sure, he love that song anyway. So you're coming after the show?

-Yes, I'll see you then.

-Excellent. Oh love the new nails btw. Black! They almost looks like claws.

-My what? oh, Um yeah. Was trying something a bit different. You know us girls, she said with a fake laugh, hiding her hands in the coat. Wtf? she thought. Well, I'm off.. Cya tonight.

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Shards of Silver 2

She went back to her apartment still thinking about the bracelet, now sitting really comfortable on her wrist.

Who would have sent her souch a gift?

Back in forever ago the Ametrine was considered a valuable and powerful stone. Part Sun and Part Moon. But she never put much beleive in souch things. Things are things. Made for use or beauty. So Why would someone give her souch a gift? But it was beautiful, she had to admit that.

A soft peck on the window woke her from her thoughts. It was a Snow Magpie. Beautiful colored in white and blue. Thought to have been extinct for hundereds of years until recently when they suddenly appeared.

It just sat there looking at her.

-Hi little one. Come for a nightsnack?

The bird looked at her and pecked on the window once more.

Olivila opened the window and the bird flew in and sat on her shoulder.

-You are really hungry tonight aren't you? She took out some birdseeds and a little bowl with water that she placed on a tray for the bird. But it didn't seem that interested in the food. Instead it looked intensely on the bracelet.

-You like it do you? You can't tell me who gave it to me?

The bird just cawed softly, and started to feed.

-Too bad you can't talk.

After the bird had left Olivia prepared for sleep. Standing infront of the mirror brushing her hair, she noticed a long strand of silver colord hair hiding underneath in the back.

-What the .... I'm not THAT old! What the heck is going on?

A bit annoyed she finally got into bed.

The big Moon hanging in the sky outside of her window looked like a big shard of silver.

She blinked a few times and fell a sleep.

Tossing and turning in her bed, she was dreaming about birds, wolves and the Silverlakes.

Screaming, violence, monsters and the feeling of a Love bigger than all.

It was a long night.

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Shards of Silver 1

-And that was United by the talented Aki Warwick. And I am as always Olivia Clare on Ghosts Radio, telling you... As long as we have music, we have a reason to smile. Good Night!

She yawned loudly and stretched a while.

It was just after midnight.

She made sure everything was turned off, locked the door and took the staris down to the cellar.

Not everyone is so blessed that they can work from home and then go to the local pub without leaving the house.

She opened the back door and entered Limbo.

She quickly got the attention of the owner/bartender. She made a wave in the air and went to her usual corner table.

-One smoky is delivered, said Jeff.

-Thanks. She sipped. F#ck that is smoky! A new find?

-Yup. And they assured me that any smokier than this and you will dammage your loungs.

-I beleive them.

-Oh, some guy left this package for you.

-Who?

-Didn't say. One of your listeners? He gaved her a package carefully wrapped.

-Thanks. She looked at the package for a while before she opened it. Inside was a bracelet in some sort of wooden material with a beautiful stone. An Ametrine. She tried it on and the fit was so perfect at it seemed to have been made for her.

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The Crack

Part 7

First a Jail, then an asylum for the criminal insane and now a childrens hospital.

I gotta say that I feel sorry for those kids. Atleast if the care are as "good" as the builders of this place.

Just look at the state of this place.

Not even 6months old and already a big crack in the wall.

Yeah that's good value of taxdollars isn't it?

Poor kids.

-Mum?

-Yeah?

-Do we have to come here?

-Hunny, I thought you wanted to visit Maria, she is your best friend isn't she? Have you had a fight?

-No but I don't like it here.

-Why?

-It's scary.

-That's just because it's a hospital hunny. You'll get use to it. Just think of it as a place that make people feel better.

-Maria don't like it here either.

-Why?

-She says there are ghost here. That the wall is talking to her. It says horrible things to her.

-Hunny. You have to realize that Maria is seriously ill. Remember last year when you had that high fever and you where sooo sick?

-yea?

-Well, Maria is much sicker than you where, and sometimes she get a soooo high fever that she hallucinate. It is really scary, but that can happen when you are that sick. In a while you'll see that all the good doctors and nurses has taken sooo good care of her that she will be her usual self agian. Do you understand? Do you feel better now?

-Yes mum.....But I hear them too..............

The End

Underneath the surface

They Crawl

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The Crack

Part 6

-This is an absolut publicity Nightmare!

Sponsores are dropping out! As is we can't afford to open the hospital. Something has to be done to take the focus from the muders. Who would want to thake their child to the "Murder Hospital"?

-Could we have a compitition of some sort? That should take the focus off.

-YES! Yes! Good Idea. Brillian idea! Lets go with that. Does anyone have a valid idea?

-How about we push the opening back a few month...

-What the f¤ck are you talking about?? We can't afford that!

-Just hear me out... We put the opening just about when summer is to begin. In the meantime we demolish the wall, we can claim it has structual weaknesses. We then build a completely new wall but make it look a bit more "inviting" and have a competition amongst the lokal artist and children to paint a mural covering the intire wall! And the Grand opening would be just about when the gardens are starting to bloom. Children, Sun, Flowers.. What not to like?

-Could that work?

-There acutally ARE structual weaknesses in the wall as we said in the report. amongst otherthings...

-Brilliant!!!!

So we are all in agreement then?

Lets begin!

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The Crack

Part 5

-And we are going LIVE to the soon to be opened White Rose Childrens Hospital.

Amanda, can you pleas tell us what is going on?

-Thank you, Gregory.

Just over an hour ago a tragedy happende here that can only be described as scenes from a horror movie.

I talked earlier with shief of police Mark Harrow that have worked for over 30years, and he said that it was the worst thing he had EVER seen in his career.

An yet to be indetified man, for no apparent reasons have brutally murdered 3 innocent people in what only can be described as a "frenzy".

According to eyewittnes he was know for his "unusal and creepy" behavour but not concidered dangerous.

He seem to have had a conversation of somekind to the wall that you see behind me, all covered in blood, when he accordingly to the witnesses suddenly went mad and started screaming about filth and that "they" where coming.

In a frenzy, he attacked a young apparently pregnant prostitute. Beating here with a rock he picked up from the street and then continued to carve her open with a broken bottle.

A middle aged nurse ,she has been identified and here realatives are being notified as we speak, tried to protect the young woman, but got a severe lash over here throat and bled out before the ambulance arrived.

A third person, a male, Lawyer as far as we can tell at this point, tried to escape the horror, but the attacker pushed him into the heavy trafficked street and he was rundown by a taxi.

-Amanda, let me just ask. How do you know the young prostitute was pregnant?

-Well Gregory. (swollows loudly) The attacker.... (coughs) The attacker, cut the featus from the womans belly (swollows again) and tried to... sorry.. And tried to push it into a Crack in the wall....

-Oh MY GOD! And you have no reason for this massacre?

-The Police had to shoot him on sight.

-They couldn't ask him anything at all?

-According to the Police, his last words where, They are coming.

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