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LightTales - The New Recruit
Lighthouse Tales: The New Recruit
It began with a laugh, hiding behind a tree root.
Double H was free for now. He'd followed Pey'j's orders and helped clean out the hangar with Pablo; now the man himself was rummaging through the carnage, figuring out if any of his old scraps were salvageable. He'd approached Jade, but she had no chores for him; the morning's dishes were the only thing that needed to be done, but Kip swooped down over those and claimed the task. The lighthouse was in shambles, but it was at peace; it knew that its time was nigh, and it would be rebuilt enough to be truly habitable before long.
So Jade dismissed him to do what he would. He wandered outside into the early, overcast afternoon. Stand by for further instructions, the general commanded. And in the trenches, the soldiers shuffled back and forth, their feet growing hot with anticipation.
Possibilities drifted through a wide space in his mind. He waved absentmindedly to Zaza as he passed her. W
Lighthouse Tales - Scraps
Lighthouse Tales: Scraps
It was chilly down in the hangar.
Heat sunk into the rain-slicked rocks. The ocean breathed out mist and the cave exhaled shadows. Most of the kids clung close to the space heater as they dressed themselves, especially during those few, fretful seconds between shirts.
Pey'j was clearly waiting for the sun to warm things up a bit. He leaned back in his work chair with an old blanket around his shoulders, with an even older, sweat-yellowed shirt across his chest. Always dressed, Secundo hovered near the holographic teleprojector. Double H stood uneasily next to him, jerking his arms back sharply when his elbows passed through Secundo's.
Pey'j gave a long, shuddering yawn. "Thanks for comin', Double H. Guess yer not makin' breakfast for us this morning, huh? I'll have to make my own omelet."
"Not today, I'm afraid," Double H said. He fought back the yawn Pey'j had given him. Wiping away the condensation clinging to his breastplate, he asked, "What was it yo
Lighthouse Tales - Pas de Deux
Lighthouse Tales: Pas de Deux
The evening came serenely, on a gentle carpet of night mist and a delicate rain. The clouds spent all their energy above Canal City, flecking the lighthouse with their last, tired drops. Hopefully, the weather would cheer up soon. Propped up in the fireside nook, Jade tiredly scrolled her fingers along the SAC in her lap. She tapped on her e-mails, groggily skimming through them. Their senders' barely-audible voices squeaked against the relative blare of the radio; most of the rest of her family clustered around it, rapt.
She poked the screen, and an enthusiastic female voice got lost in the clamor. The words in the air didn't reach her, but the ones on the screen did. She smiled suddenly.
Most of the residents were glued, facing the speakers as if they could see sound waves. Only two were away: Yoa sat on a cushion near the stairs to construction work, head bent into her own world. Double H was over in the kitchen, clinking spoons in mu
Lighthouse Tales- Cleanup Crew
Lighthouse Tales: Cleanup Crew
The sun is never more eager to show off than after the rain. It summons the wind to itself to blow away the clouds, and it makes its triumphant entrance in its most radiant finery. That afternoon, as it rose into the sky, it toasted the grass to a sweet-smelling green. The puddles luxuriated, trying to tan their mud. The wind danced joyfully to its own howling. All across Hillys, the people who had been driven inside by the overnight storm and morning drizzle peeped tentatively outside.
The children of the southern lighthouse shelter inched out in small waves. Fehn and Oumithe bravetiptoed out first. Yoa and Pablothe coolsauntered out behind them. Then Kip and Zaza, the quiet and her steadfast guardian, worried themselves into the daylight. It smelled new.
Jade's arms arched skyward, and she wiggled her fingers to try and grab a passing puff of cloud. The rabbit-tail scuds in the sky looked as if they were just barely drifti