Warsh Chapter #3 unedited and incomplete

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>i>It had been seven weeks since I last saw the outside world and was still unsure whether I was ready to take another trip.2

I high scent of my of my unhygienic existence had aroused me to my loneliness. As if this wasn’t a harsh awakening, I turned and glanced at the calendar and soon realized that my eviction came into effect in less than twelve hours.3

I had already sold all my unwanted possessions. Leaving only my personal belongings; my clothes, my memoirs, my certificates and books, and a huge picture frame which previously belonged to my parents and which I foolishly placed a huge portrait of Lusine.4

The empty room seemed to reflect my emptiness and this comforted me greatly. It had been more than a year since I last saw or heard from my parent. Neither of them returned my calls or my letters. My grandparents were even more perplexed by the fact that neither my father nor my mother made contact with any of the family members.5

The mail box was jammed and it took a little tugging to open it and retrieve the high mound of junk. There was no mail from either Gordon or Lusine. I was about to throw away all the junk when my eyes caught a hold of a strange looking envelope. From the stamp I could tell that it was foreign and not from anyone I knew.6

Hurriedly I opened it hoping it would be a letter from my parents telling me of their latest adventure and inviting me to come.7

My eyes were about to pop out of their sockets as I read in slow unease breaths.8

“Dear Mr. Ethel you are cordially invited by the Kingdom of Mi’Aad to visit our land and enjoy our hospitality.”9

Hastily I read the invitation and approached the council of travels, demanding an exiting visa. I wanted to exit this country as soon as natural gravity provide.10

It didn’t take long for me to retrieve my exiting visa it had already been prepared and only awaited me.11

The port of exit to Mi’Aaad was about three miles southwest of the capital. It covered an area of approximately 15,500 square miles. From the outside it seemed quite small and insignificant. On the inside it was a whole different world, one unimaginable to event he greatest dreamer.12

Anxiously I entered the vessel. The Mi’Aadian contraption was amazing in both the durability of the design and ability of the vessel. It was designed for an individual passenger but could hold at least four more travelers.13

It was shaped like a huge bell, and measured five feet across the top and twelve feet across the bottom.14

It was called a Twooth and had the ability to glide threw the air like a plastic bag on a windy spring day. 15

Or it could sink to the bottom of the deep blue sea, as if a half ton sheet of lead was attached to the apex; the preference was left to the passenger.16

The design was so impeccably ingenious that fresh air entered the vessel at all times making the journey seem like taking a walk on the beach on a cool breezy day.17

I stood in the vessel and watched with amazement; examining all the features.18

The ground beneath me started to tremble and I knew we were lifting of the ground.19

Slowly the opaque door transferred into a transparent window; showing the grand scenery of all beneath, and around. I felt as if I was in a story a fictional movie.20

Quickly all sight of land vanished behind the thick clouds and all that could be seen was large endless bodies of water. I could tell that the mass of water was where the African continent once stood. Although totally devastated and lay beneath the miles of water I could tell it was there. This was not unfamiliar waters for me; I had sailed over the continent with my father several times before.21

The spring I had become thirteen my father’s friend Miles Frank had invented a vessel that uses both wind and sun to power its’ ability. My father and I had lost or co ordinance and sailed far off the continent. 22

We had been sailing aimlessly when I noticed a piece of land to our far west. When I inquired my father just looked at me and said, “This world is Androcracy there is no place for anything less.”23

That land that I was over looking was Mi’Aad.24