NaNoWriMo extract: The Seventh Cycle
Every November, writers around the world take part in National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo), in which they are expected to write 50,000 words in just 30 days.
As part of a feature on novel writing, the BBC News Magazine is publishing extracts from participants.
Here is an unedited extract from The Seventh Cycle by Karl S Green.
Lisa continued with, "What would you say if I told you the Earth wasn't a myth?"
Lucy said, "I'd say you're mad. Of course the Earth's not real, everyone knows that!"
"But do they? Once upon a time everyone believed the world was flat, until people studied the world more closely, and now everyone believes it is round."
"Yeah, but that's different. People have looked into the Earth myth. It's just a collection of stories that have changed over time. There's nothing more to them than that."
"So where did all these stories come from then?"
"Well, I don't know that exactly. It was from ancient times."
Frank then said, "Anyway, what has this got to do with anything? Even if the Earth was real, which, for the record, I don't think it is, why are you telling us about it? What's the point? If it was real we can hardly go there, can we?"
Lisa then looked at Frank and said, "But, Frank, that is precisely where we are going."
Frank was now starting to get concerned for this girl.
Rachel then said, "What do you mean, we're going to Earth? How? And what for?"
"There's something that I have to find. Something important. Something that is vital to the future of existence itself. And that something is on the Earth. It's not something that I can look for alone, I'll need you three to help me. And as to how we're going to get there, that's easy. Like this!"
Lisa clicked her fingers, and, suddenly, everything went quiet. Frank hadn't noticed it before, but all of the time he could normally always hear the sound of the city in the background. The cars and the people going past outside. But, suddenly, all was silent. Eerily, disturbingly, silent. He turned to look out of the window to see what was going on outside. He could see cars and people in the street, but they were all still and motionless, as if someone had pressed a pause button whilst watching a film.
Then, slowly, everything around them started to slowly fade, as if someone was slowly turning out the lights...