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BETWEEN ZION & HELL
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/Zion./
/Back home... Damn, it's great to be back home./
Operator Tovias always felt a warm rush of comfort and relief whenever the hovercraft he served finally entered the tremendous Gates of Zion... and landed safely, soundly, and securely, at the deep underground hoverport.
/Back home to the wife and baby daughter he's missed for so many months./
"Hey Tove! Wait up! Where ya goin'?"
Wearily, Tovias turned his tired hazel eyes back to Lohr, his twin brother, his fellow crewmate, his fellow free-born onboard the 'Dreamweaver'... his so-called "good" twin...
/Yeah right.. more like his dorky twin.../
"I'm gonna see Zora and Danalieh," Tovias breathed.
/You know, my family... you dork./
"Come on! Let's go to the Kitchen first... I'm starved!" Unlike Tovias, Lohr was already as fully recharged as a refurbished hovercraft waiting to return to the broadcast depths.
"Nah... I'm gonna eat with my family."
"Who said anything about eating?" Lohr smiled. "I'm talkin' about the girls!"
/I'm married with a baby... you dunce./
But Tovias couldn't help cracking a smile.
"Nah... You go ahead... Enjoy yourself."
"I intend to." Lohr slapped a warm dark hand against the operator's solid shoulder. "And say 'Hi' to Zora and Danalieh for me."
As his brother skipped and bounded away towards one of the far cavern entrances, his short dark hair bouncing along with him, Tovias shook his head.
/You're a dork... but you're a lovable dork./
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