Re: Life in the Mileu - Julian May Fanfiction

The Fragmented World
'It's like life has a colour here,' said Aiken.  'A many coloured land.  Fu=
ll of wonder and primitive Terran beauty.  It's been this way since I adven=
ted.  But, no more,' he said to the Tanu Queen.  She smiled at him softly, =
and stood back, and Aiken stepped through the time vortex.

Life has a strange thing about it.  A universal law.  A physical reality.  =
A mathematical truth.  What goes up in certain measure, comes down just as =
much, and even more at times.  But generally, there are opposites in the un=
iverse, and counterparts.  And when someone pushes one way, often another p=
ushes right back, especially when threatened.  And sometimes primitive soci=
ety gets sick in its guts at a level of operancy it was not really supposed=
 to deal with when it came right down to it.  So a gate was in France, whic=
h was old news in the galactic milieu and old news in the pliocene exile.  =
And that gate closed, and the mysteries of time had done their thing.  But =
life has counterparts, and opposing factors and, in the end, a weird sense =
of justice.  When you go out on a holiday, you usually come home in the end=
.  Not always, but usually.  So some time later, in both respective histori=
cal periods, right nearby where one gate from the future to the past closed=
, another gate from the past to the future opened.  So it was assumed by Ai=
ken.  His gut knew.  It just knew it.  So he farewelled his queen, and his =
world, and stepped through, and to hell with the milieus sanctions if he wa=
s wrong or right.

And when he left France, in custody, being returned to Milieu justice, Aton=
ing Unifex presented itself to one certain Aiken Drum, and Rogatien Remilla=
rd was present, for the recording of the matter.
'You know,' said Marc Remillard.  'My brother Jack would have liked you.  H=
e would have appreciated your damn honesty about things.  Fuck the universe=
, I rule motherfucker.  He would have laughed at the arrogance of that ment=
ality.  Found it an amusement.  He was born with bugger all body parts, and=
 perhaps didn't see much of the humor in God's grand design, but I think he=
 would have chuckled on you Aiken.'
Aiken snorted, touched the golden torc around his neck, and said 'What of i=
t Marc?'
'What the hell are we going to do with you little drummer boy?  What the he=
ll are we going to do with you?'
'Send me home.  I've learned my lesson,' he replied with dry sarcasm.
'Mmm,' thought Marc.
'Yep, send him home,' said Rogatien.  'He's faced his penalty.  They exiled=
 him.  They can't repeat the dose, so they'll have to put up with the man n=
ow.'
Marc looked at Rogatien, and looked at Aiken.  'Very well then Mr Drum.  Yo=
u will be escorted to your homeworld, placed under their authority temporar=
ily, and then be allowed to re-engage with milieu society.  And heaven help=
 us all.'
'Sweet,' replied Aiken.
And the deed was done, and a strange new era had entered the galactic milie=
u, as if Set One had been completed, but Set Two was just getting under way=
.
The End