Strange Clouds Part Two: The Stranger

SSStrange CCclouds: Part Two: The Stranger

Last Chapter review: I’m amazed that I was able to turn a guy who woke up in a desert, got up and walked away, into a whole page! This part might be more robust and you know, has more plots.

Now:

Steve Lipchitz had watched the bright stars turn to sepia and reveal the golden diamond tinted sands around him. Just like the deserts on earth, the two giant interlinking suns way up in the sky and beat down harshly. Enough sweat was ripping out of Steve’s forehead to fill an entire water bottle. What seemed like a boat in a sea of lucky stars seemed like riding a dingy to hell. He was beginning to turn weak, he then fell down a large sand dune and landed face first on the bottom, the tie he had wrapped around his head to protect his eyes had come off.

Blea! 

Steve spat out the sand, still tasted like earth.

It had been a whole ten hours since Steve had first woken up in the desert. He had not seen anyone or anything, until now. A speckle of silver glimpsed in the distance. Steve adjusted his glasses; it was moving. He got back up and ran as fast as his legs would let him.

“Hey!” Steve shouted. The Silver thing looked at him; it was a man moving something.

“Hey, wait up!” Steve replied. Suddenly, the Silver man sudden pointing some sort of long metal rod at him, the last thing Steve saw was himself being thrown back with a chunk of his right shoulder blowing up before being sent into eternal darkness…

Brothers in Arms. Idea.

Idea for minisaga:
Two brothers,or friends, serve as guards for a tower in a medieval fantasy exsistence, help a young female warrior in her travels. The story pokes fun at both classical and amature fantasy. As well as incoperating metajokes, surrealism and idealistic comments on the fantasy genre.

This really rustled my jimmies!

Just want to let you all know, updates shall be officially made every Thursday (Eastern standard time)

Strange Clouds Part One: Lucky Star

SSStrange CCclouds story: I’ve written the first part of this miniseries off the top of my head, I only know 2 things right now, that Steve is a mild mannered guy, essentially it’s Steve Carrel. The second is that it’s set in a fantasy desert world. I want to acknowledge that this is the first time I've shown any of my work where I have actually tried. The others were either warms ups, when I was younger or when I was practically sleeping. So Here I present to you, Part one of an unnumbered-amount-of-part... SERIES! Part one of a new short story series posted directly to King and the long ride home! Enjoy!

SSStrange CCclouds: An internet miniseries: part 1 – Lucky Star

By King

Steve Arthur-Wolfgang Lipchitz was surrounded by bright starlight across the windy sands of the desert. He fumbled his muscles; it felt like an elephant had been sitting on him. Minutes passed before he was able to even sit up. Obviously, his first question was, “Where am I?”, but his mind answered him with another question, “Where were you before?”

 Stars covered the desert, but not the kind of stars who or I would know, these shined huge thick white outlines of simple five pointed stars that gently moved around.

Steve would have originally expected to be confused or scared or want to scream with stress. Yet, he didn’t, instead he began to smile.

Meet Steve. Steve was always very mild, as mild as mud for that fact. A brick would have more personality than him. He came from a middle class family; his mother was a banker, his father, an accountant. He had an older brother that helped him with his problems socially and academically, he then left the country to study abroad. Steve never had a girlfriend, he was way too shy, he had friends, and he hanged out with people, girls too, just never got too friendly with them. He worked at a Mcburger fast food restaurant from when he was 14 until he graduated high school. He never got into fights. His grades were usually straight B’s, he never was too smart or too dumb, and he went to a business school and got a master’s degree in business years later. He was straight, agnostic, friendly and just a downright loser. He always seemed cheerful, liked to laugh and always considerate, putting himself before others, yet in truth he hated his life, deep down in his heart he despised everyone. He knew he was a pushover, he knew he just plain sucked. His life was uninteresting and he knew it, he dreamt of one day leaving the world of a boat and travelling out into the unknown. Then it had hit him, he realised the strange desert he has woken up in was his boat. And he is travelled in a sea of lucky stars.

Steve got up to his black loafers, brushed away the sand from his plain grey work suit, unloosened his back tie and simply began walking forwards towards the bright blue moon. Sure he was confused but right now, all he could do was deal with it. All that he could do now was walk into the unknown…

To be continued…