Symphony of the Universe: A Melody of Knights XI
This story is about Edmund Knight, it is meant to take place before the events
which occur in the comic series Symphony of the Universe.
Broken glass glittered under flickering streetlights on the cracked sidewalk as Edwyn walked by looking for the brick building where his brother lived. Since all the buildings were brick and nearly identical, it was a bit difficult to find.
It was a cold fall day. Edwyn was wearing a charcoal gray trench that suited him, a black t-shirt, urban camo fatigue pants and black standard issue boots. He eventually found the building that he was looking for, the front door was locked. There was a keypad with a buzzer. Edwyn looked for the shared last name on it and couldn't find it.
An elderly woman who was returning from walking her Welsh Terrier let Edwyn into the building. Edwyn climbed up four sets of steps and stood before the apartment number he had scrawled onto a piece of scrap paper. Edwyn could hear a high pitched whistling sound coming from inside the apartment. He knocked on the door and waited.
Edmund cautiously looked through the peephole then threw the door open and hugged Edwyn with such enormous force that Edwyn almost fell over backward. Edwyn laughed, slapped his brother on the back and righted himself as much as possible.
"Edwyn, don't ever do that to me again!" Edmund said. "It has been years, years! But you have good timing. Come in, come in, there is tea to be had."
Edwyn followed his brother into the small cluttered apartment. Edmund threw piles of papers off of a coffee table, and they scattered about on the ground. Edmund patted the couch and Edwyn obliged him by taking a seat.
"I knew you were coming, I knew it, but the angel got here first." Edmund said, pouring hot water into one mug that said World's Greatest Grandfather and then into one that had a picture of woodland scene on it.
"The angel?" Edwyn questioned as Edmund plunked packets of Earl Grey into the mugs.
"He had a lot to say - he said it all at once." Edmund explained. "Their language is the numbers, but he has made a translation. A translative language called the code."
Edwyn looked at the tea, and decided that the small flecks of unknown origin floating in the mug were a bit unappetizing. Then Edwyn looked back at his brother, who was pacing about rapidly, his hands flying everywhere as he spoke.
"The code controls everything - you - me - even them." Edmund explained. "It's fate - it's the end of things, it is the beginning of things."
"An angel told you this?" Edwyn questioned.
"Yes, he told me everything. It was all at once. His voice was a rapid flow of conciousness. It was beautiful." Edmund explained.
"Who sent the angel?" was Edmund's next question, he was skeptical, but wanted to hear what his brother had to say.
"No one sent him, he came on his own." Edmund said. "A matter of fact, I think he was not supposed to come. He said something to that like, nothing like this has been done before, that it was a forbidden experiment. We - by we I mean us - by us I mean mortals, have never known the true code before. We've done our own approximations, with quantum physics, particle physics, string theory - but we were limited by our equipment. This language covers all bases."
"How can a language cover more then quantum physics can?" Edwyn said.
"Because it is quantum physics - or rather quantum physics is a part of it. Everything is a part of it!" Edmund shouted, exasperated.
Edmund was fairly certain that Edwyn didn't know quantum physics. Edwyn didn't know anything about quantum physics, other then it was complicated stuff. Edwyn also didn't know too much about angels, and he couldn't quite wrap his brain around the idea of an angel who had mastered quantum physics and then remastered it in order to translate that to his older brother.
But Edwyn had recently had an odd dream in which angels had appeared before of them. One of those angels was his beloved mother and so Edwyn's next question seemed logical to him.
"Was the angel our mother, did she tell you this code?"
"No!" Edmund growled, still agitated. "No, mother wasn't there. Just this blue green light, this energy."
"How do you know it was an angel?"
"He told me he was." Edmund said. "He used other words too, he said he was Illuminati, part of the council of law, who governs us. They are watchers who watch against the dying of the light."
"What does that mean?" Edwyn asked.
"Without light there is no life. The fires of life must keep burning, it is an endless war." Edmund said. "They fight this war in the heavens and on earth and the part which we play in it is so insignificant you have no idea."
"Edmund, I had a dream recently about angels too-"
"It wasn't a dream, Edwyn!" Edmund bellowed. "Since you force me to do so I will prove this to you!!"