|
|
<<
2 >>
And it was vast. Mountains stood dark and silent on its distant edges,
watching the events that were unfolding in their shadow. Events that would shape the way the world continued from
here on in. He hoped. Again.
But it wasn't the plain that held his gaze. It was the people who occupied it. Hundreds of them. Hundreds of thousands.
All here for one reason. One purpose. It was breathtaking. They all stood there, some talking amongst themselves,
some nervously clinging to each other, many just staring up at the sky. But all united in one common goal.
Milltown brushed another bead of sweat from his brow and looked at the mountains to the west again. The storm clouds
were bigger now and more striking colours were evident in their strata. Colours that danced within them. Blues
and greens and reds.
This was it.
He walked down the steps towards the circular platform. Speaking into his two way he asked, " Report, Mr Saunders"
"Everything is going according to plan Mr Milltown. Objective is now 8.2 miles from Operation centre. Descending
rapidly. ETA less than 4 minutes."
"Thank you Mr Saunders." Said Milltown.
He mounted the platform and took hold of the microphone waiting for him.
As he turned it on, there was a whine. A sudden silence overcame the assembled throng.
All or nothing. Milltown knew what he had to do.
"Ladies and gentlemen." His voice echoed across the vast plain. Not a whisper could be heard.
"What will happen here tonight will decide the future of this planet. It is as simple as that." He gestured
over his shoulder at the cloud formations behind him that were becoming increasingly larger, light beams bouncing
in their interior.
"They are coming. We all knew it would happen and we have prepared for it. You are all a part of this. Without
you, this operation is nothing. And I thank you. Your dedication and unswerving loyalty to the future of this planet
will forever be remembered."
|
|
