NaNoWriMo - Troubled water.

wakeupkitty (74)in #ccc • 5 years ago (edited)

NaNoWriMo goes on. This is the last day of November. On day 21 I wrote 52K words. Yesterday I lost nearly 3K words. It spoiled the day and I decided to continue my story. I will survive this and write that part new, later if I finished the story. So you find a second Day 25. 🤫
I have some delay for three days. I hoped to write 3,125 words in the last days but not made it. I still need 12k words for my story and somehow the story has to end. I doubt it will.

I love tales so my story is a tale.

It is about a lost world after the world came to an end.
At this point, the main character is the creator, an inventor and the last man on earth.
He succeeded and created a new life twice. All fine boys, friendly, peaceful and smiling.
The last man on earth might be the last (hu)man but he is not the last living being.
The first living is still around, gathering wisdom and some wait till the moment they can travel the world. They are stones.
It was the creator who promised them as a boy he would help them.
One of the stones was possessed by a ghost. Even the ghost of the other inventor but he was a tyrant too. Being a ghost is not what he wants for his future, he is on the search for a body and planned his future life with the newborns.
After the creator (aka father) ends up in a tunnel to find a way to the other world he loses his mind and... ends up in a room without doors and windows where even his mother appears.
The ghost uses the tunnel too and finds the other world. Out of the ruins of a town he will build his new imperium. He counts on the help of a "human" in a suit and the newborns.

"Well", the Wall said, "what do you guys think about it?

Shall we go in?"

The inventor looked at his sons.

"Actually, I just crawled out of one and my experience is negative... I was about losing my mind."

"This time you are not alone, we come with you. There is room for all of us." He grinned.

"You can count on us", Silverstone said. The guards nodded. It was surprising how similar they looked.

" I can have a look first if that makes you feel better", one of them said. Before the creator could answer he let himself into the hole.

"You never believe this! Hey, the Wall, didn't you mention once there was water? I think I found it."

One by one the eight first living let themselves fall into the hole. The two giants waited. As long as their father didn't tell them what to do there was no reason to follow the rest. It was as if the connection to their brothers was broke as soon as the first living entered them.

"I wonder if it is worth all the trouble. Can water be away into the other world."
He not only worried about himself but about his sons too. Cold was dangerous for them what if they turned into stone?

"We are waiting for you creator", the Wall shouted, " you better come over here."

"You all are alright?"

"Yes, we are. Hurry up."

"Alright, we give it a chance. Stay close to me. Each of you gives me a hand."

He looked at his green hands. They healed several times before and by now he counted on them.

"You go first." He took one of his sons by the hand and waited till he disappeared.
"It is my turn and you follow me."
He gave his son a hug and let himself sank into the deep. He had no idea where he ended up this time. Not the water but a boat caught his fall.

"Wellcome in Venice", Silverstone said. "What do think, isn't it amazing."

Before the creator could answer his son's feet landed on the boat, it capsized and he ended up in the water. For a second he panicked, did he ever learn how to swim? Hands pulled him out of the water and put him back in the boat.

"It isn't a gondela but that doesn't mean it can not turn over. Sit in the middle and they can sit at the front or back".

"You are alright? The boys cannot cope with cold."

"We know but we can. I hope they have benefit from us as we have from them."