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    The Shadow Star
    The Shadow Star
    The Shadow Star
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    The Shadow Star

    By Lashawnda Sanders

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    The Being could not honestly remember the first time it had become conscious. If its current state could even be called that.
    I knew about his condition.
    I knew about his imprisonment.
    He knew about his torturers and guards....
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherLulu.com
    Release dateSep 20, 2024
    ISBN9781304006394
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      The Shadow Star - Lashawnda Sanders

      Prologue

      The Being could not honestly remember the first time it had become conscious. If its current state could even be called that.

      I knew about his condition.

      I knew about his imprisonment.

      He knew about his torturers and guards.

      However, he could not remember why he had been taken captive. He could not remember the crime he had committed.

      He had no eyes and yet he could see.

      He had no ears and yet he could hear.

      I had no nerves, but I could feel.

      He was trapped in a room with reinforced steel walls and a single window made of a carbonite substance. Sure, the material could bend at will, break and shatter. But where the steel gave way, the bedrock, with its toxins, was not so forgiving.

      There was no weakness in the surrounding land. I could feel it.

      There were no veins to allow oxygen to flow from the surface, no drains to allow liquids to escape into the aquifers. It was an effective prison, but not impossible for The Being to escape. It just had to bide its time and be patient.

      Because there were guards in that prison and they surely knew how to get out.

      The rhythms began to take shape.

      In the morning, a retinue of scientists stood on the other side of the carbonite portal. They were drinking some kind of hot beverage while chatting, probably about the oddity before them.

      It would be very easy to divide them in two, but even so, what would that accomplish in freeing themselves from this slavery?

      Humans were cruel but intelligent, and surely they would have policies and protocols in place to make even that narrow window of escape impossible.

      Once a week, a servile metallic creature would enter the Being's chamber. It was a sort of small circular disk that would wipe away the liquid that dripped from the Being's flesh over the course of a week.

      Later, some type of food was injected to compensate for the loss of mass.

      And the last rhythm that occurred with some regularity was the entry of one human every ten days.

      This human would enter the Being's chamber in a fully pressurized suit and approach them. They would then cut off a few segments of the Being's flesh and put them into a carbonite tube.

      The material was curious in that it effectively cut the Being's subconscious connection to its own flesh.

      This human would then leave as quickly as he had arrived, never staying long.

      However, this last rhythm was the most promising of all.

      The humans feared the Being, but they had clearly grown accustomed to its presence. They had grown accustomed to its routine, thinking that the Being was either dozing or simply did not harbor intelligent, independent thoughts.

      They probably assumed they had the perfect prisoner.

      So, The Being began to formulate a plan.

      First, he began to adapt and learn. His first action was to send a message within a piece of himself. He learned to spread his memories and motives throughout his flesh. In this way, even a small part of his body would retain its desire for

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