First Impressions of the Eyefields
Here’s what I can remember, from the first time I saw the eyefields:
The land stretching out before us was unlike anything I had ever seen. Separated into square parcels, it closely resembled a farm field, although there didn’t appear to be any plants growing other than the grass in which we were currently standing. What made each parcel distinguishable from the surrounding field were the tiny white “things” that seemed to be growing in it and the fact that each square seemed to have a bit more a hint of blue to the behind the white. At least most of the time they were white – from time to time they would turn a darker shade. And they were round. Whatever was growing out there, it seemed to be completely round – at least on top. I thought they looked a bit like white marbles, all changing directions in unison, their movement made visable from the dark circles marking one side of the ball.
“Here we are, the eyefields,” Calvin said, matter-of-factly.
“Those things down there? They’re eyes?” I asked.
“What else would they be?”
I stepped forward to get a closer look but Calvin reached his hand up and grabbed my shoulder, pulling me to the ground.
“Do you want to get caught? I told you, we still have a bit of an advantage to us; they still don’t know when we’re coming. I’d like to keep that secret to ourselves.”
I looked around and asked Calvin, “Aren’t you being paranoid? There’s obviously no one around here.”
Calvin put down the chainsaw placed both hands on my shoulders and said to me, “David, there are literally thousands of eyes down there. Each one of them is part of the network. If you want to walk through there and let them all see you, that’s up to you. I do recommend, however, that you keep your hands high as you go through.”
They were watching us.
More to come.
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