The Rocknauts Part VII
The whole world was listening in anticipation, rollicking in the ‘mood’, or waiting in fear for whatever would come next. The tension was building to a head like a coiled magnetic field. Something was about to break and every soul on earth knew it, ‘felt’ it, and either looked forward to or dreaded it.
Suddenly all four stages shot away from point-zero trailing a bright white distortion behind. The sphere of hyper-excited sand grew a halo of the same light and seemed to be a tether point where the four ‘beams’ anchored. The music played on as each stage transited multiple mach barriers. Booming shockwaves propagated and their edges melded into one another to create eerie harmonics and hauntingly metallic echoes.
In mere minutes all four stages converged over the Pacific Ocean near Hawaii. They fell into a tight precise circle. They were a total blur without any distinction between who was who and each trail of white light remained like a neon grid-mark. The fuzzy ball settled slowly towards the sea surface and the water below began to be affected strangely. A bulge of salty brine was lifting up toward the light. It was a bright cobalt-blue with soft multi-colored cotton-ball-like discharges going off inside. A soft rain fell back into the ocean and fish of all sizes and shapes began to congregate just below as if basking in the liquid that fell back into their home.
The four stages suddenly shot out forty-five-degrees from their approach vectors. They rode thick bolts of energy that fanned outwards and broke into showers of blue sparks and flame that continued past them when they stopped a few meters from their second ‘point-zero’. Thunder can’t even come close to describing the sound this move made. An echoic scream/rumble ran up and down the spectrum of audible sound, and probably far out on either end of it as well, and died slowly as all four discs locked into position. The four bands of light now encircling the earth rang like an angry electrified cello. Still the band played their song. Innuendoes aside, they were challenging their attackers to come and converse once again, but this time bringing their proper ‘game attitudes’ with them far out into the Pacific.
The visitors, as out of patience as they were, kept playing. In places around the world, attacks on the ‘strings’ were made, but nothing interrupted their singed air sound except for the music of the Rocknauts themselves.
In the Sahara, a ball of sand floated above a man-made crater. It was tethered by four energy lines that converged on the opposite side of the world, to a sphere of ocean water. Some people were reveling in the music. Some people were just holding their breath for whatever might come next.
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