Welcome to The Spot Writers. This month, the task is to use these words: light, new, blue, love, peace.
This week story comes from Chiara. Chiara is currently in Berlin, Germany, not quarantined anymore but still doing her best to catch up with semi-abandoned writing projects. Her YA novel “Mi chiamo Elisa” was published in Italy by “Le Mezzelane Casa Editrice” in September 2020.
by Chiara De Giorgi
When Jessica woke up, at first she didn’t remember where she was. That’s the kind of problem you have, when you are an agent in the Multiverse Spy Agency.
She loved her job: the adventures, the jumping into the unknown each time, even the weird colleagues. And the pay was good, too.
She walked over to the window and looked out. The blue morning light gave the surroundings a unique look: softer, lovelier than the view she had woken up to for the whole previous month. The world she had been stationed at had an almost constant blinding white light that gave her migraines. Here everything seemed to be better: the food, the people, the living conditions… This world had been enjoying uninterrupted peace for centuries, and she believed the reason for that was the blue light.
Her mission was to eliminate the threat coming from a neighboring world, one where everything was washed in red light and the inhabitants were blood-thirsty imperialistic conquerors. They had already subjugated several worlds, often annihilating entire populations. She wouldn’t let that happen to this lovely blue place. She felt like staying here forever, making this world her new home, finding love, even. She would wake up every morning to this relaxing view, and she would live happily ever after.
She sighed and let the curtain fell. She got ready for the day, picked up her gun, and left her suite at the Head Quarters. Walking down the corridors, she felt the familiar feeling of anticipation tingle her finger tips. Who was she trying to fool? She could never leave this life, it was too exciting! Find love, make home… no way.
A wicked light brightened her eyes, and she smirked. This world would be conquered by the Red Warriors, just like the others, so she could move on to the next, and the next, and the next… until there were no worlds left to conquer. Then she would turn all the worlds in the Multiverse against the Red Warriors, defeat them and have blue light shining everywhere. Then, maybe, if her thirst for adventure was finally placated, she would settle down.
What a plan!
The Spot Writers—Our Members:
Val Muller: http://www.valmuller.com/blog/
Catherine A. MacKenzie: https://writingwicket.wordpress.com/wicker-chitter/
Phil Yeats: https://alankemisterauthor.wordpress.com/
Chiara De Giorgi: https://chiaradegiorgi.blogspot.com/