flying: chapter 10 - artist

[miriam_e]

I have actually had this chapter finished for a week or more, but have been distracted with lots of other things. Yesterday I finally got around to checking it for superficial errors and posted it to my site.

As always it is at:

http://miriam-english.org/stories/flying/index.html

Please let me know what you think.

As I did last time I'll remind you of what has passed before, in the manner of television shows.

NOTE: Don't read the following if you have not read earlier chapters. These spoilers will ruin the story for you.

Previously on flying:

Christine is a schoolgirl who often has flying dreams. She meets another girl who is able to move through solid objects, but Christine fears she is trapped in a dream because both abilities defy physics. They are pursued by people who eliminate Christine, however she is not killed, but ejected from what turns out to be a virtual world. In Crossroads, a virtual world that serves as a kind of index for millions of other worlds she is met by Webster who helps her. He takes her to Indigo who fits her with knowledge about how things really are. Now she visits the real world, hoping to find somewhere she can fit in. There she is met by Natka, an android who takes her on a walk through the forest to a human settlement. There she is given a hut of her own, and tomorrow her new friend, Liana, will show her the art she creates.

Comments

[greylock]

Webster... Ah. I see. It wasn't actually my intention, but I remember thinking of the association and wondering if it was a bad idea, but thinking that's it's just a name.

That, or the 'lil black kid from the '80s sitcom.
I'm tempted to say Emmanuel Lewis.

Yes, it was creepy, but it brought so much more to the table that it was worth putting up with the heebie-jeebies. :)

Have you seen Fringe? It's a bit X-Files. More brightly lit, but when it is brilliant it knocks it out of the ballpark.
It also looks at Flukeman from X-Files, sneers, and says "You think that's sick/gross/creepy?", so it might not be your thing.