“We’ve found it Zac! We’ve found the place grandfather told us about.”
Zac looked at it with unease. The place was dark and foreboding and the skull tree reached out with menacing branches of bone, pipes and filth. If the tree had any wood in it like the ones his mother had shown him from an old off world book she cherished then you couldn’t tell. Skull trees were everywhere down here and they seemed to grow from the very ground, bringing what lay beneath up through the surface and bursting into existence like a tumour of decay and pollution. They resemble trees but surely nothing natural could ever grow in such a place.
“Whats the matter with you? Aren’t you excited we finally found it?” Tilly asked him.
“Yes but it’s so spooky down here and it feels like we’re being watched.” Zac said.
“That’s just all the grinning skulls silly! I thought you’d be used to them by now.” Tilly said as she softly punched him on the shoulder.
Zac ingnored the punch and looked at what lay at the base of what must have been a column in ages past. It was ancient and rusted but there was no mistaking what it was. Tilly looked at it to and with whispered awe said
” The head of one of the God Emperors Angels.”
Zac just starred at it and made a promise to himself he will never touch it. It was a secret thier grandfather had told them before he had passed away. He had told them to find it would be a blessing upon them and they must keep it safe for the distant past should never be forgotten and the relics that remain should be preserved. He mentioned a great war, like the one they all learn about and said it is from that time. Seeing it now with his sister he could really believe it.
” Do you think others know of it?” he asked Tilly
” Nah. Gramps was a pretty secretive man and he has intrusted us with this knowledge and we must keep it. We are defenders of the faith now Zac!” Tilly said putting on her best I’m braver than anybody voice.
Zac smiled. He liked the sound of that.
” We need to come here as often as we can.” Tilly told him
” This can be our secret place. A place of safety where the Emperor can watch over us and we can play and pray. We will do good deeds in our life little brother and if we ever get lost we will know where to find each other.”
Zac smiled again and hugged his big sister. She was always so full of hope.
” Come on we need to get back. We will come back tomorrow.” She said holding his hand.
They began their journey back up through the layers of skull trees and pipes, filth and decay. The long dead of history watching them every step of the way.
This is the second in a series that I’ve been chipping away at, the first of which you can find here
This one is called Children of Terra. It is about that old childhood thing where you found places to hide, to be alone, to be safe. Places that only you and your sibblings new about, the places we escape to. We have places like that in our older years and for many of you reading this it’ll be the man cave or garage, a bedroom, a place where we are at peace and so totally ingrossed in what we are doing that all of lifes cares and worries fade away for a while.
So this is what these kids have found and it has also given them a sense of purpose in what must be a very hard life. They have found a pocket of hope in a very hopeless world, but it is only a hope that a child could see.