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Galen Marcus
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Let me introduce myself; I am the son of Mother Nature and Father Time. I'm allowed on Earth every few hundred years and usually leave chaos behind.
~ "You bitch." I covered my ears from the sudden assault of noise from the silence, traffic, shouting, and horns beeping; I was back, and what the fuck was I dressed in? I looked down at the clothes, which did not fit my surroundings.
November 15, 2023 at 10:10 AM
~ Neverending. I decided that staying quiet would benefit me. The silence stretched, considering my Father was the master of time you'd think he would be to speed these things up, but my mouth remained closed. ~
November 15, 2023 at 10:09 AM
~ son; I've abided by the rules you and Father set out for me, and now the time has come for me to widen my horizon. To mingle with the people again, the humans you and Father care for so tenderly." We continued to walk as she mulled this over; silence settled around us with no talk in the ~
November 15, 2023 at 10:08 AM
~ "Do you believe you've earned another visit, Galen?" Obviously, what did she think this was all about? "Will we have to be cleaning up your mess again?"

"No!" I answered quickly, like a teenager wanting to leave the house for a party he shouldn't be going to. Calm. 'Mother, I have been a good ~
November 15, 2023 at 10:05 AM
~ My Father turned back the time clocks of some individuals to stop their demise. There are rules, even for the likes of my parents, that have to be adhered to. I was removed from Earth and banished back here like a three-year-old until I could behave myself. My parent's equivalent of a spanking. ~
November 15, 2023 at 10:04 AM
~ I was impetuous volatile, a mix that didn't end well for Hawaii on June 2nd 1823. My mother and Father had to leave their realm and stabilise the country. My mother helped stabilise the tectonic plates to prevent the earthquake's continuation and repair the seabed and some of the lands. ~
November 15, 2023 at 10:03 AM
~ You make one mistake, and it's held against you for eternity. Years ago, my parents allowed me to visit Earth; I was around eight hundred years old. This may seem very old, but to people like us, this is a mere tick of the second hand on a clock. ~
November 15, 2023 at 10:02 AM
"Your spirit sings, Galen, you just don't listen anymore..." She replied. Perhaps true. "Understand youthfulness does not mean frivolity. Your last trip outside this realm wasn't without issues..." Her head dipped, and I'm sure she remembered the whole thing very vividly. ~
November 15, 2023 at 10:01 AM
~ We will find out. Waving a hand at the world before me to emphasise my words. "I am becoming more inattentive; it's been so long since I left this place. I wish for adventure, interaction, and something to make my spirit sing." ~
November 15, 2023 at 10:00 AM
~ son with the adult rationalisation for any arguments she may have against me getting out of here.

"What troubles you, Galen? Are you not happy again?" She asked sympathetically.

"I am happy, Mother; how could I not be?" Giving a question back to keep the monologue going is a good idea. ~
November 15, 2023 at 10:00 AM
~ Wayward strands of hair billowed around her head in the breeze that surrounded her, shades of green and blue long strands fell down her back, and as I jogged to her side, her ethereal quality still stunned me. There were two ways I could approach this: as a thousand-year-old brat or as a loving ~
November 15, 2023 at 9:58 AM
~ said......a lot, and sometimes they are very accurate, especially towards her only child...... me getting bored is not an excuse to be a bitch.

My mother's dress glided atop the blades of grass like the waves on the ocean, and flowers bloomed from beneath the hem. ~
November 15, 2023 at 9:58 AM
~ what the outcome of this conversation would be; sometimes, they worked out well for me, but other times, not so much. Depending on the history, where you looked, the words 'Mother Nature is a bitch' are ~
November 15, 2023 at 9:57 AM
~ "Go, speak with your mother, son; I will be here when you return." The amusement in his voice only added to the apprehension the statement had caused me. As my body clambered upwards into a standing position, huffing while doing so, my mind wondered ~
November 15, 2023 at 9:56 AM
~ With a flick of my Father's fingers, the world around us stopped again, not just the area around him. My clouds ceased movement in my mother's perfect sky.

"Walk with me." It was neither a question nor an order; her face disappeared from my line of view. ~
November 15, 2023 at 9:55 AM
~ One cerulean iris and one verdant, a button nose, shimmering skin like the sun dancing atop the ocean. A smile that lit up her whole face.

"Galen, you're bored; your mood brings clouds to my beautiful sky." Her hand touched my cheek tenderly; it felt like a breeze on a summer's day. ~
November 15, 2023 at 9:53 AM
~ The leaves on the trees began to vibrate subtly; my Father chuckled again, and bluebells began to ring. A breeze suddenly started to hum, and the most beautiful woman peered down into the skyline above my head. ~
November 15, 2023 at 9:52 AM
~ of my parents of. "What has your mother said?" I take that back; let's argue. The silence gave him my answer. "You've not told her, was your plan to sulk around the situation until she realised?"

"Not sulk as such." I had my manly pride. ~
November 15, 2023 at 9:51 AM
~ "I want to go back. I had fun." There could be an argument that I'd not been to Earth for two hundred years and.......... I may have caused an earthquake the last time I was there. I was young and foolish, hot-headed and unable to control my temper. It wasn't an argument I would remind either ~
November 15, 2023 at 9:49 AM
~ themselves. "So impatient to fill time, my son." I flopped backwards with a loud sigh; no leaves moved for me. Arms threw above my head, my eyes glaring at the blueness above as though the sky had wronged me. ~
November 15, 2023 at 9:48 AM
~ "Sit with me, son." He didn't move an inch; the breeze here stilled. Nothing moved. "What troubles you?" His kind baritone seeped into my skin and through my bones.
“My voice was petulant. "I want to go and visit again." His chuckle caused the leaves above us to ripple as though laughing ~
November 15, 2023 at 9:47 AM
~ As the space between us closed, my Father's features became crisper; his long white beard fell down his chest, and his white curled hair sat perfectly against his head. His robe hung loosely around his body, which defied age. A man out of time himself. ~
November 15, 2023 at 9:45 AM