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Destination Starlight (standard:fantasy, 57441 words)
Author: Erwin A.StevensAdded: Oct 01 2017Views/Reads: 30/3Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
The prelude to Healing Starlight, Return of Starlight, Forever Starlight. How Rijiin left the future and was taken to the past, where he found death and rebirth into a new century.
 



Destination Starlight: Prelude to Healing Starlight 

Erwin Stevens: 

To: Gail Baudino, (and the Elves of Malvern): Thanks for the Inspiration
to get me writing again, and your book's help and healing, "Alanae ea 
yolisi, Elthia!" 

Again for Mimi Stewart: For her eternal friendship and who died of
cancer (1956-2009) 

To The DeAnza Rat pack: for your continued inspiration and long lasting
friendship. 

The Synerchat BBS Members (1990-1995) - For the good times. 

A cold wind whipped as a steady snowfall of winter settled over the
region known as Adria. The area is a fertile valley by the Aleser 
Mountains from the northern sea, to the lands in the south. It is the 
time of change in this region, what the elves would call the day of 
completion, where everything old is discarded making way for new. 

Walking alone, a cloaked figure makes his way along the paths deep in
forest known as Malvern Forest. The lone person is that of an elf named 
Rijiin L'Theil, a now resident of this land, who was brought here 
through time and space over a year ago. 

As the elf walks back to the encampment of the elves, he is deep in
thought, reminiscing to the past and his abrupt arrival in this time, 
from which he had come. He had been saved by the powers that belonged 
to the elves, from certain death, after being wounded by the soldiers 
of Hypperex where he had arrived from the twentieth century. Before 
that, however, a few hours before, he had been in the Mall in the 
twentieth century called Eastridge, and he had come for a party for a 
Bulletin Board called Synerchat at the local restaurant located there. 
He had merely come at the request of his friend and school-mate from 
college and ended up stepping through time and space, literally out of 
time. 

The elf grimaced at the memories that flooded his head, as he remembered
that very day that he had arrived at the Mall, and had not been 
expecting all of this to happen to him during his visit to this place. 

Nathaniel stood in the midst of the falling rain on a Saturday morning,
at nine o'clock, on the bus terminal one hundred feet from main 
buildings of Eastridge Mall. As he stood there, he glanced up at the 
falling rain that fell upon the city and suburbs of San Jose, coming 
for a gathering of people from the Synerchat Bulletin Board System.  
Here he was in the middle of everything, in the worst side of town in 
this city hating every minute of it. 

“But I did promise Joseph.” He thought, “I am a man of my word, so here
I am. Although he would understand if I didn't show up.” 

This would be the third gathering that he had been to, ever and the
people were less than cordial to him because of his online persona. 
They did not like him, and had conflicts with him all the time. But it 
was of his own doing, because of his arrogance and youth. His conflicts 
always seemed to be getting him into trouble and really he deserved 
what he got by coming to the gatherings. But he continued to come 
anyway, at the request of his school chum that he graduated with at the 
college he attended in the early nineties. 

The young man shook his head, and with a heaving sigh, he stepped into
the narrow street that ran on either side of the deserted bus terminal. 
He turned his head, quickly scanning it. It is a long strip with an 
overhang roof in the center of it. It is strangely devoid of people and 
buses; despite it is early in the morning. Walking through the opening 
in the fence he entered the sprawling parking lot that surrounds the 
mall, through the falling rain with squishing footsteps toward his 
destination. 

He grimaced at the sight of the Red Robin™ that was located here at
Eastridge and turning away from it that he walked toward the Sears and 
Roebucks™ side of the mall. He didn't quite want to arrive there, 


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