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scans_dailyThe sword was leadership of one of Laurelwood's factions.
Aleph'd already heard the sales pitches of two of them - those who wanted the town of the future back to what it was, and those who maintained it.
This third, would-be destroyers of the whole town, interested them as little.
They turned and ran, their would-be followers following.
Mary, the voice on their phone, asked why.
They couldn't answer - but, eventually, alone in a room, they were able to ask " Who are you? "
" Because you're not Mary. You care too much. "
The answer was hard for " Mary ".
" It's okay. You can say it.
" You're Laurelwood. "
" It's a little more complicated than that, Aleph. "
Laurelwood, Laurel, came out of the walls to them, wearing their face.
Aleph turned away: " Not that. I don't want that. "
" I'm trying to make this easy. "
" Then pick anyone else.
" I hate myself. "
Aleph explained why: " I don't want to go backwards.
" I'm not nostalgic for my childhood.
" Or anything that came after it.
" I'm fucked up by it.
" I'm running away from it.
" Looking for the path where I get erased.
" Undone.
" It's why I get high on the future.
" Because I'm not a part of it. "
(That's the " Null " - " Aleph " is the first letter in some Semetic languages' alphabets.
Together, they're " Aleph null ", the smallest of the Aleph numbers. Those numbers are the sizes of the sets of infinite numbers that can be sorted.
Aleph null is the size of all infinite sets that are countable.)
Aleph climbed onto the structure, further and further into the future.
The growths below grew up to them, engulfed them.
They woke up.
" You've been asleep for a long time, Aleph. A lot has happened. "
Aleph went to look out the window of the room they were in.
" Maybe this is the change. Where it branches off and goes where it always meant to. Something completely new. Where the results are undeniable. "
" All it means is a new arena. A new place to make the same mistakes.
" I'm starting to think that's all the future is. "
(" Bob's people " are the town's maintainers, " the Resistance " are the town's would-be regressors, and " the repos " came into town after Aleph to secure them for their corporate owners.)
They sat on the window's edge, watching burning and bodies.
Laurel took Aleph back into that world of structures and growths, and handed them a shovel.
" Dig. "
(The cases are their cases.)
(Pagecount's 7 and under a third of 22.
Issue #5 concluded the series this week.
Writing's Christopher Sebela, art's Jen Hickman, colors're Harry Saxon, and letters're Hassan Otsmane-Elhaou.)
Aleph'd already heard the sales pitches of two of them - those who wanted the town of the future back to what it was, and those who maintained it.
This third, would-be destroyers of the whole town, interested them as little.
They turned and ran, their would-be followers following.
Mary, the voice on their phone, asked why.
They couldn't answer - but, eventually, alone in a room, they were able to ask " Who are you? "
" Because you're not Mary. You care too much. "
The answer was hard for " Mary ".
" It's okay. You can say it.
" You're Laurelwood. "
" It's a little more complicated than that, Aleph. "
Laurelwood, Laurel, came out of the walls to them, wearing their face.
Aleph turned away: " Not that. I don't want that. "
" I'm trying to make this easy. "
" Then pick anyone else.
" I hate myself. "
Aleph explained why: " I don't want to go backwards.
" I'm not nostalgic for my childhood.
" Or anything that came after it.
" I'm fucked up by it.
" I'm running away from it.
" Looking for the path where I get erased.
" Undone.
" It's why I get high on the future.
" Because I'm not a part of it. "
(That's the " Null " - " Aleph " is the first letter in some Semetic languages' alphabets.
Together, they're " Aleph null ", the smallest of the Aleph numbers. Those numbers are the sizes of the sets of infinite numbers that can be sorted.
Aleph null is the size of all infinite sets that are countable.)
Aleph climbed onto the structure, further and further into the future.
The growths below grew up to them, engulfed them.
They woke up.
" You've been asleep for a long time, Aleph. A lot has happened. "
Aleph went to look out the window of the room they were in.
" Maybe this is the change. Where it branches off and goes where it always meant to. Something completely new. Where the results are undeniable. "
" All it means is a new arena. A new place to make the same mistakes.
" I'm starting to think that's all the future is. "
(" Bob's people " are the town's maintainers, " the Resistance " are the town's would-be regressors, and " the repos " came into town after Aleph to secure them for their corporate owners.)
They sat on the window's edge, watching burning and bodies.
Laurel took Aleph back into that world of structures and growths, and handed them a shovel.
" Dig. "
(The cases are their cases.)
(Pagecount's 7 and under a third of 22.
Issue #5 concluded the series this week.
Writing's Christopher Sebela, art's Jen Hickman, colors're Harry Saxon, and letters're Hassan Otsmane-Elhaou.)
