Creative Writing: The Cirque Du Soleil-Fiction

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Prologue
The darkness of the night sky had blanketed over the city. The roads were listless and the only source of illumination came from the barren street lights and the white boats dotting the endless sea of dusk, the largest of them being the glaring moon, its craters defining the rigid surface.

A beam of light followed its way to the ground, only to be pursued by a ghastly black shadow defining the blanket of rays. The shadow didn't belong to anybody. Yet it was there, flat on the sidewalk, discharging the flow of white.

The blank void started to fizzle, sending dustbits of purple energy cascading along the horizon. Then, as if a splash of paint had been dropped upon it, the shadow started to widen, lengthen. . ., and grow. Lines of …show more content…

The circles then started to spark, seemingly eating each other up, until the lines of white flew around and fused with each other, as a light show of crackling dots and spots went down at once.

When the Cirque du Soleil-worthy show ended, there had been about a dozen new circles lining the space in between the original rings. The space-black monster then thrusted his rocky arms forwards, and the circles then traveled inside-out of each other and a 24k-glowing, magical silhouette of a 14-year-old popped out. And just as fast as the figure had arrived, a white-haired boy with the exact same dimensions as the shell took its place.

The boy had a tall and skinny structure, with muscles that were very vague from a distance, but still noticeable up close. His gray eyes struck out of his semi-tanned skin, and his spiky white hair stuck up from his head with volume that could've blown out the biggest of speakers. He wore a red 49ers tee-shirt, jeans, and white high-tops under a dark robe that only covered his neck. Besides the cloak, he looked fairly normal...except for the glasses. His glasses had two obscured cameras on either end of the front, and there were buttons that seemingly controlled the power of the glasses. There were also little red and green digital windows that covered up the

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