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Silence In The Shadows (3)   89 comments

 

Silence in the Shadows ~ 3

Where are you going??!!”  She eyed him appraisingly apparently unfazed. “You’re going back to the zone??”  He glared at her as if she had grown two heads. “And how exactly do you expect to get past the check points?!”

“They’ll never know…” she smiled secretively, confident…and in a shimmer of moulton fire she became before his eyes something else… He started, muttering a string of expletives. A glowing black-gold star wolf stood before him in her place, tail wagging gently, head lowered, watching him. When she spoke again it was silently, in his mind – telepathy. “The wolf is more tolerant of the radiation. …if the levels increase and the risks become too great I’ll turn back…” (Silence in the Shadows ~ 2)

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Night on an alien world

Exclusion zone_beyond the checkpoints

Liquid night moved fluidly in its telepathic touch reaching out with the diversity of a thousand worlds – worlds that lay far beyond the stars – probing, touching in a subtle quest for the tundra of secrets beneath the carefully layered protection of dark and light, blending in the alien moon touch.

Dark shadows raced across the darkened tundra of the exclusion zone plains skating across a rock strewn terrain.

Twin satellites – huge and radiant, hung silently in the star scope beyond; their shivering iridescence dancing and playing in an alien night, casting slivers of satellite suns chasing ghost-like across a cratered planetscape.

Night on an alien world

 

Sirian she-wolfBathed in an otherworldly glow_N-reactor plant structure

Shimmering in the diamond-kissed emissions of the zone’s twin satellites, and bathed in an other-worldly glow, the devastated N-reactor plant structure stood sentinel to the visiting Sirian she-wolf flitting wraith-like amongst the toxic, stellar structures, elongated shadows sliding smoothly into the soundless tranquillity of the void.

Howling_in_the_Land_of_Wolves-The Deadlands

 

Yelena was alone other than the ever present zone wolves flickering in and out of eerie rock formations beyond the irradiated deadlands. Alone, whilst the light of a thousand worlds burned down in remote, icy indifference-brilliant and piercing in a cool, exotic night. And a glittering myriad of new constellations teased an unearthly light into pirouetting effortlessly across an unfamiliar planetscape.

 

The radiation count was high here. Yelena could taste it in the air, her coat and skin prickly with its unseen presence, strands of alien wolf hair crackling in the radioactivity, darkening to smoke black in the monochromatic light of the zone’s twin satellites, the collar-mounted Geiger counter chirping frantically.

Barren beauty_remote and foresakenMystical shrouded structures rose up like vaguely menacing spectres in the dark regions of the starry arrays that were her world. She was beautiful. Yet it was a barren beauty, remote and forsaken in this unnatural radio-active Land of Wolves.

Night in an alien exclusion zone.

Ears flicking, nose raised to catch the untold scents of the mysteries of the zone, Yelena strained to hear above and beyond the absolute silence infusing the shivering planetscape, timeless and disturbingly bereft of all sound other than the empty stirring of the wind. The beating heart of eternity cool and changeless and the ominous chitter of the Geiger counter, a constant reminder that all was far from well in this contaminated land.

Nuclear_Contaminated land

Night shone down on the foreboding sentinel of the toxic reactor skeletising the gaunt structures and embracing the cool, concrete bases. Sudden spectral light slid uneasily through the exposed reactor cores throwing sinister and outlandish shadows chasing across insubstantial stadia into the critically contaminated lands that lay beyond.

             Zone Wolves_N-ReactorsContaminated Lands

Caught in dazzling primeval shards restless Zone Wolves glimmered in sudden cloud-cleared lunar arrays, setting alight the frothy, and platinum-frost coat-overlay characteristic of the packs of radio-active N-wolves that roamed wary and shadowlike within the hostile environs of the exclusion zone.

Hunting in the Land of Wolves.

Yelena watched silently

 

Yelena watched silently shielded by the haunting sentinels and alien crags, rock faces, dusted with layers of dark and radio-active regolith. The aloof glitter of distant stars abnormally bright in the clear skies. Eclipsing pools of lunar light sinking without a sound into the mystery of veiled, astrophysical musings, catching briefly, the remote, rippling beams in fluid star black eyes. Dark shadows played across her eyes fire sparking across her fine boned muzzle in layers of dark chocolate and golden sunsets.

Night in an alien exclusion zone.

 

A wretched undulating wind eddied amongst the structures echoing inconsolably with tales of another time and place. It lifted Yelena’s soft black-ash fur touching her mind and spirit with the mournful sound of its desolate keening, till she too flung back dark, silken head and howled. A chilling, sound that evoked the devastating sense of loss and anguish of those abandoned or who had chosen to linger a little too long – lost to the Land of Wolves. Discharging the tortured suffering of the land, the catastrophic heartbreak and the numbing despair; its contamination and its abandonment and the dying ghost towns left in its wake; the tragic, soul-destroying song of the stars as the dark, stricken she-wolf called her grief to the interstellar void. A distant, unfeeling void…

Howling in the Land of Wolves

Howling in the land of Wolves.

His passage was confident… deliberate… His advance a single, measured move calculated to block any further headway -The exclusion zone Alpha Male, polished starlight glinting off his radio-active form. Powerful and not of her world, claiming not only leadership of the pack but demanding also mating rights to the visiting alien she-wolf. Defiant She-wolf! … Yelena bared glistening teeth at him both in stark momentary warning and also quick sun-flamed invitation as she sought comfort in the zone wolves Alpha under the light of another star…..

       Exclusion zone AlphaBlending in the alien moon touch

She-wolf! Night Caller!

Liquid night moved fluidly in its telepathic touch reaching out with the diversity of a thousand worlds – worlds that lay far beyond the stars – probing, touching in a subtle quest for the tundra of secrets beneath the carefully layered protection of dark and light, blending in the alien moon touch.

 

Night in an alien exclusion zone

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Silence In The Shadows(2),   45 comments

Silence in the Shadows ~ 2

“There should have been life here but there was none. Activity, but the building was sealed, locked in time, its inhabitants long gone, and the silent tracking probes still and lifeless, and on closer inspection corrupted by corrosion. No birds would sing here, no chitter of unseen insect life. No calls. No cries. Just a still, empty silence where there should have been life, and the shivering of the wind….” (Silence in the Shadows ~ 1)

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  Zone Wolf ImagerZone Wolves

Yelena breathed deeply, the alien night was cool and still, the sky full of strange stars; the magic of the solar-flare, black moon-wolf fired by the alien solstice of another world; the unearthly light of twin satellites rising over an otherworldly nightscape.

 


Booted and camouflaged Yerik stepped imposingly out of the shadows, the glint of a heavy duty weapon adding to his air of menace.

Yerik_soundless as a sceptre

His unexpected appearance startled her, he seeming to appear soundless as a spectre out of nowhere. She jumped, unnerved, wondering briefly why she hadn’t sensed or heard him. He smiled indulgently, enjoying it, she thought annoyed. He had done it on purpose and his apparent nonchalance didn’t quite cloak the veiled threat. Wolf flashed in her eyes and she growled low and soft, meeting his mocking gaze steadily, refusing to back down, drawing a low, blistering snarl from deep within his throat.

    Yerik_Yelena_Confrontation

“Where are you going??!!”  She eyed him appraisingly apparently unfazed. “You’re going back to the zone??”  He glared at her as if she had grown two heads. “And how exactly do you expect to get past the check points?!”

“They’ll never know…” she smiled secretively, confident…and in a shimmer of moulton fire she became before his eyes something else… He started, muttering a string of expletives. A glowing black-gold star wolf stood before him in her place, tail wagging gently, head lowered, watching him. When she spoke again it was silently, in his mind – telepathy. “The wolf is more tolerant of the radiation. …if the levels increase and the risks become too great I’ll turn back…”

Yelena_WolfBreed_The ZoneNo you won’t!” he returned drily. “You’ll just decide to hell with it and carry on regardless!!… I could just inform the border guards – Situation critical – Shoot on sight!!”

He was trying to provoke her. She growled challengingly. “What?! Wolf approaching, fire at will?!!”

“Hmm…something like that”  He agreed darkly, his cold, icy smirk leaving her in no doubt he had the authority to do exactly that and to see that the order was carried out if he so wished.

 Yelena_The wolf is more tolerant of the radiationShe was braced to run, heart racing. Biting back further threats he made a conscious effort to relax, knowing that one wrong move now and she would be gone, deep into the radio-active night world. Lost to him. She watched his every move radiating suspicion and a deep-rooted distrust, hackles rising and falling with an acute sense of unease.

Tense and wary_ready for instant flightHe moved slowly, soothing tones rhythmic and lilting reassuring her; “No need to fear wolf-breed… It’s a tracking device; if you run into trouble out there…”

She remained silent but aware of the sense in his words. Tense and wary, ready for instant flight she watched him with lowered head, glaring eyes clocking his every move, lips drawn back as a huntress confronts a hunter. He reached out calmly stroking her fur curiously, still speaking softly, soothingly, hypnotically…


Danger flared_Panicked snarlSomething glinted in his hand – danger flared like a screaming beacon; she leapt backwards and out of his reach with a panicked snarl, glistening fangs bared in stark warning, slashing exposed skin. Cursing under his breath Yerik straightened up an amused but deathly cold gleam in alien eyes.

She eyed him_one last timeYelena eyed him one last time, a sudden wolfish smile playing over lupine features. It struck him she was laughing silently but she was already gone, loping swift and silent through the night toward the check points; fleet and shadowy, a ghost wolf hardly there, seen flickering for a moment…then gone. …”Walk with me in the Land of Wolves”  he muttered infuriated. “Be safe! Try to avoid getting shot!” he called silently, mind to mind. “And you’d better be damned sure you’re back before dawn!”  But she was already gone and only the lonely stance of the night answered his mind call.

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Silence in the Shadows (1)   58 comments

 

Silence in the Shadows ~ 1

Yerik_Yalena (Image: Europa's Icewolf 2012)Yelena_Radiation Exposure (Image:Europa's Icewolf 2012)

“You’ve already been exposed to excessively high radiation levels,” Yerik stated matter of factually. “Any further exposure… it’s too dangerous. You’re not going.”

Yelena* rounded on him angrily, a growl in every breath.Yelena_N-Plant (Image:Europa's Icewolf 2012)

“You should have told me!”  He continued, ignoring her furious protests and the wolf flaring in her eyes. “How long did you think you could hide the truth from us? No one knows the exact amount you were exposed to – do they?!! Nothing was ever recorded. An inconvenient, dark secret those concerned were paid to forget. I do not wish for you to die in the land of wolves!

If you walk in the land of wolves you may not be able to return…if the contamination is too great there would be no choice but to leave you there. It is too high a price to pay for walking in the land of wolves.”

“I am not afraid to die in the land of wolves!! And I have no intentions of doing so, so you have nothing to fear!”

* (The light of the Sun)

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Silence in the Shadows (Image:Europa's Icewolf 2012)

 

Cutting-edge Geiger Counters rattled incessantly clicking with increasing rapidity in the irradiated silence that marked the desolate aftermath of the nuclear war zone – painfully evident in the silent ghost cities; uninhabited but otherwise undamaged, surrounded by dead zones and lines of black skeletal trees. Sludge-ridden radioactive rivers flanked the route that led to the N-plant, a tall silent sentinel standing eerily against the sky line; the Land of Wolves. Yelena_Exclusion Zone (Image:Europa's Icewolf 2012)Yelena walked quietly listening to the silence; a strange, unearthly stimulant, chillingly unnatural.

The sheer alien, otherworldliness of the Zone sent shivers of something tingling through bones and spirits unsettling even the most hardened amongst the accompanying Astro-Biological Research Team. Stalked ever by the invisible radioactive enemy they gathered their data quickly, ever mindful of the Geiger counters warning of rising radiation levels – dangerous miliseiverts, as they made wary progress deep into the contaminated heart of the Zone of Exclusion.


Halting for a moment outside an abandoned security building entrance, Yelena gazed upwards at the imposing tinted glass walls and the pyramid-dome entrance, absorbing the unnerving, empty calm it exuded in the alien sun. Dark, distorted shadows flitted uneasily high on the smoked glass windowed building overlooking the ghost cities of the exclusion zone.

Yelena_Abandoned Security Building (Image:Europa's Icewolf 2012)

A tainted wind breezing gently, brooding alien skies off-setting dark clouds roiling on the horizon; in the distance dead satellite monitors, looking out over the rusting rails of deserted office buildings from lofty heights.

Once a tall tastefully designed modern building, state-of-the-art, now a deserted, sightless reflection where the sunlight was a strange mirror-image in darkened, dusty glass windows.

Yelena gazed up at its sunlit front disquieted, at the roof-top tracking probes lying idle and silent. They would never work again – ever. There should have been life here but there was none. Activity, but the building was sealed, locked in time, its inhabitants long gone, and the silent tracking probes still and lifeless, and on closer inspection corrupted by corrosion. No birds would sing here, no chitter of unseen insect life. No calls. No cries. Just a still, empty silence where there should have been life, and the shivering of the wind.

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