A Message in Feathers
In Necron City stood a building with blue-tinted glass windows covering it gracefully from all directions. Its modern design paired with the moonlight looked heavenly. People could be seen bustling near the building pointing to the activity even during late into the night.
Within an office room of the building, A dark blonde short-haired man with dark blonde moustache sat at a chair while he held hands of a woman with black silky hairs with blue at the end. She had dark blue eyes and she wore a gown the same colour as her eyes.
The woman spoke in a worried tone
"Are you sure about this, Edwin?"
"I have no other choice, Natasha." Edwin spoke in a heavy tone as he was looking at the dazzling Necron city through his windows.
"But…"
"We can't back down. I agreed when they came to me so I must see this to the end."
"But what if… they fail?" Natasha asked in a worried and scared tone.
"The turners corp. might fall… But we have a chance to become greater and to leave those Starborne pests behind." Edwin Turner spoke as he looked at Natasha with determined eyes.
"Hah…" Natasha heaved a sigh as she looked at Edwin and moved forward for a hug, Edwin hugged her back and Natasha left while her few parting words echoed in the room
"I hope you made the right decision, Edwin… I truly hope so."
"Hah… I hope the same, my love" Edwin said with a sigh.
"You are worried for nothing." A gentle voice came from the other side of the room.
Edwin turned around to look at the red-masked man sitting at his office chair.
"Lord High Priest." Edwin said in a calm tone.
"We will make our move soon. Lord Turner, I hope all your preparations are complete."
"They are." Edwin answered with a submissive tone
"Good, very good." The high priest praised as he started to chuckle.
***
Within the huge expanse of a dazzling blue sea multiple small islands could be seen together however what truly caught one's attention was the tower floating above a hole in the sea. The white and black tower was engraved with golden carvings all over it. Its very walls radiated an aura of mysticism.
Inside The Night Tower a room filled with golden runes of different shapes and sizes were engraved enclosed in a lotus like design. Fair skinned, golden and night-like black long-haired woman seemingly in her thirties, her face looked like it was made by the world's most talented artist. She donned a flowing celestial gown with cream and midnight-blue layers, adorned with golden stars, constellations, and cosmic motifs. The off-shoulder design, elegant drapes, and shimmering accents evoke the grace of a night-sky goddess. Her eyes were closed however she was sweating profusely. Around her the runes were illuminated with a bright gold light.
The runes started to dim as she slowly opened her deep blue eyes which had star like symbols in them.
"I finally found her…" She said, her voice tinged with excitement and expectation.
"We'll meet soon… Curse breaker." She said as she stood up and looked out of the window with a small smile on her face
***
Anna was currently laying on her bed as she thought about all of the events which took place today.
'I feel like I am running from something I can't see.' Anna thought as she closed her eyes and entered her mind plane.
Anna walked towards the massive egg which stood at the centre of her mind plane's dark sea. As she walked close she saw a change which she hadn't seen before.
The golden threads of the egg were coming out from it and were entering the sea…
"What's happening?" Anna spoke in confusion.
The golden threads soon stopped and the egg returned to how it was before.
Anna looked at the egg seemingly trying to find out what was happening but she was unsuccessful in doing so.
Anna stood there looking at the egg for a few more moments and soon left the mind plane.
Anna heaved a sigh as she thought.
'Where is my easy life…'
Suddenly, Anna felt a warm feeling in her heart.
"Ugh!! not this again." Anna spoke in an irritated tone.
After awakening Anna would randomly feel warmth and cold grip her heart, first she had thought maybe her hypothalamus —A region in the brain, acts as the body's thermostat, regulating and maintaining body temperature— had started to glitch out after the accident but she soon dumped that theory as she only felt this at random and very rarely, but it was still annoying.
"I don't even know why it is happening…"
'Should I ask brother about it?' Anna thought about talking to Damien regarding this feeling she gets but soon she shook her head.
"No… not yet, I'll ask him tomorrow." Anna said as she closed her eyes and drifted to the dreamland.
In a room of lavender blue walls with intricate celestial carvings, A white wood long office table could be seen at the centre and a shelf filled with books was placed on the left wall. A window stood behind the chair, where Damien now sat. as he looked through a report provided to him by One.
Suddenly tapping noise could be heard in the room.
*Tap* *Tap*
Damien turned his head towards the direction of the sound and saw a white and black feathered pigeon tapping at the window with its beak. Damien stood up and walked towards the window and opened it. The white and black feathered pigeon entered the room and perched up on Damien's shoulder.
A White cloth was tied to the pigeon's left leg, Damien untied the cloth while he patted the pigeon and as soon as he was done with untying the cloth. The pigeon left the room
'One way message huh…' Damien thought as he saw the pigeon flying away, Damien walked toward the chair and sat on it.
Damien unfurled the cloth and checked the contents within. He saw a symbol of a towering hourglass framed within a fortified crown, cradled by blooming lotus petals and a crescent moon. A golden arc and scattered stars shimmered faintly around it, whispering of forgotten time and celestial power.
As soon as Damien saw that symbol only one word left his mouth.
"The night tower?" Damien tilted his head in confusion.
"Why would those eccentric believers of Goddess of Night send a calling pigeon to me?"
"Wait… did they really send it for me?" Damien's thought caused his eyebrows to crease.
'What do they want…' Damien wondered, massaging his temple with his thumb and index finger.
Soon, he stopped and closed his eyes while heaving a sigh.
"Hah…"