THE 8TH FALL – I


The scene in the throne room was dense with tension as Sleek the Intricate, livid than ever, went through his charge sheet in meticulous detail. Lines were drawn in a spirited battle royal. He gestured wildly, his face a montage of animated expression as he pressed in. Accusations against the Royal Apple rose like a monumental skyscraper way into the outer space. There was no letup in the Sleek’s push. A heavy darkness engulfed the ends of the earth, its central power grid rattled to the core, the hosts at the nerve centre following the unfolding proceedings intently.

An eerie, sort of ominous cloud seized the atmosphere, saturating the interval with an overwhelming, sickening feeling.

Suddenly a voice echoed across the room. It was like the sound of many waters:

“Who will bring any charge against those whom God has chosen? It is God who justifies. Who then is the one who condemns? No one. Christ Jesus who died—more than that, who was raised to life—is at the right hand of God and is also interceding for us.”

There was a momentary lifting that filled every crevice in the room with an amazing sense of awe and reverence. You could touch the experience with your hands!

The scene was rapidly changing, generating an intense thrill in tow, that rose in sharp crescendo.

“Who could this possibly be?!” She curiously wondered aloud as his prominent face zoomed into sharp focus. The scene seemed to have transposed outdoors. This intensity in his eyes had her fully glued to the moment. “Like a gladiator on a mission!” She exclaimed descriptively.

To be continued…

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