Vlad stared at the 4 symbols I’d drawn into the dirt, and for a moment he stood fascinated. But those letters became arachnids and he stomped them all away in a puff of dust and dirt,
“Are you trying to get us killed?”
“No, don’t you see?” I grabbed him firmly by the shoulders and shook him, “For 100 years, we’ve been led to believe that the Chosens and Archons were here to protect us; guide us – the eyes and ears of God. But these words, these ‘books’ tell us otherwise. Look,”
“No, I won’t. You’ve told me too much already,”
“LOOK Damn It!” I showed him more letters on bits of paper, all of them alien to him.
I saw salvation in them. "These words, Vlad.. they say, “…One Nation under God, indivisible, with Liberty and Justice for all,”
There was silence between us. I looked at him knowingly, “Liberty for ALL, Vlad,”
Lights shun through darkness. “Jesus, Kel, those are Archon-Palads. We shouldn’t be here.”
“Cuspis Haud Reverto, Vlad,”
“What the hell does that mean? You speak like THEM,”
“Point of no return!”