"Blue" an illustrated novel. Presented as a book, new entries are added daily. If you need to get the full story, check the Blue Archive to the lower right. The combination of written word and images in a style that delivers both a readable, text-driven, story or a graphic-driven story or both. This book is the blending of a variety of media over the course of more than twenty-five years. The story is as multi-dimensional as its source. Copyright Barry McMahon All Content.
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Chapter 6 Across the Universe Where ARE We GoingToo
Blue arched backward, his feet and lower legs entwined with the skin of the serpent as he stretched fully backward, then snapped forward instantly like the spark from a match bursting into flame. His head flared forward as his arms, now glowing, swung forward bringing with them pure energy that rolledd from his joints, through his limbs and out the tips of his fingers, seering liquid laser light. Blue and Leer spun upward, a relentless, twirling rocket of light, slicing through miles of underwater shafts, presumably leading upward while becoming increasingly redundant. Another attack from three sides, then four, then five. "Why not thirty?" Blue thought, he could just as easily slice through a hundred gummy attacks. "This has to end", Blue thought to himself again but felt that Leer agreed, unspoken, still strongly entwined, swimming forcefully onward. Blue thought for all of one moment. Differently. Blue thought radically differently from the thinking it took to remain doing what he was doing. He thought radically differently from the way he ever would have thought before and stepped off. Without thinking as radically differently as Blue was thinking, it would be impossible to understand what stepping off meant at that exact point in time. Fortunately, Leer knew exactly what it meant to think radically differently and was not the least bit surprized that Blue had decided to do so now. He was no more surprized at Blue's decision than he was by the fact that he, himself was wildly popular in Australia. Leer wasn't particularly surprized to be wildly popular anywhere due to the fact that he could speak nearly every language known to man, and a few unknown to man, had the uncanny ability to define precisely the last hue you had envisioned or might envision if asked and his hair was pure white. Absolutely white. Sometimes these things don't come across too well in comic books, but his hair was brilliant white. So white that you would have to add white to the white paper to make it white enough if you were trying to draw a picture of Leer for a friend.
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