The Sphere: a Journey in Time
“Noah. One hundred and forty something year old Noah was on that plane and would be here in mere moments. I struggled to breathe and remain standing. I walked out towards the dock alone while the plane taxied to the opposite side of the first seaplane. I avoided looking into the cockpit at first. There was a rope coiled along the side of the fuselage. I grabbed it and tied the plane to a post on the dock as the door opened. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw someone come down out of the pilot seat.
I stood up and kept my eyes on the fuselage. I had seen so many different versions of Noah in the past week and I really didn't want to be introduced to yet another one. I knew he would be older and different but still the same person. I worried that I would decide that that was enough and I'd chose to stay in this timeline and live out my life twiddling my thumbs on this island. It was beautiful and I loved sailing but somehow I knew it wouldn't be enough. I realized he was staring at... me as I stood there staring at nothing.MoreLess
I stood up and kept my eyes on the fuselage. I had seen so many different versions of Noah in the past week and I really didn't want to be introduced to yet another one. I knew he would be older and different but still the same person. I worried that I would decide that that was enough and I'd chose to stay in this timeline and live out my life twiddling my thumbs on this island. It was beautiful and I loved sailing but somehow I knew it wouldn't be enough. I realized he was staring at... me as I stood there staring at nothing.MoreLess
Write Review:
Guest
Read Also
8 / 10
User Reviews: