Excerpt #2
Later that night, Iriisii is on the top of the 'Circus of the Damned' having completed another sold out show. She just stands looking out over the city, listening to the bustle of the people walking the streets, those things they call cars running back and forth everywhere, and above in the skies, she finally hears the silence she was seeking. Only this silence is too shallow, for out there in the deep spaces she knows the Angelics, wait and watch her. She does not know why they are not down here doing something about the threat she feels looming over everything. Closer at hand, she feels others here all around watching as well. But they gather and pass information along, so someone is receiving it. She wonders how long before this one comes to ask her what she knows of events. Jean Claude: "A penny for your thoughts." Iriisii: "I am afraid they are too far away to be able to retrieve them now, and I wonder ...