To Dance among falling stars
Michael walked into the building, heading up the first flight of stairs towards his classroom. He had biology at 9 a.m. and it was currently ten minutes till. He lingered in the hallway, turning the corner. He felt his jaw drop slightly, his cheeks flushing slightly.
It was her...the girl from his dream. She was shorter than he was, probably five foot six. She had long blonde hair and soft brown eyes. She noticed him, but didn't really acknowledge as she walked into his class room.
He shook his head, trying to shake the cobwebs loose, following her in. He sat down, waiting for Doctor Jones to arrive, trying not to stare. Doctor Jones walked in five minutes early as always, smiling as he handed back papers.

"All right my little darlings, we've had a lovely few days in preperation for this test, and now its time to prove to me, and to yourselves that you aren't stupid. I hope you all do well, and i hope you've all studied."

Michael's throat started to close off. He had somehow forgotten that this test was today! Doctor Jones handed him the test first, moving down the row and passing the remaining tests out. He couldn't even remember what the test was about.

He stared nervously at the clock, starting to work on the test. The questions weren't even making sense to him.

What is the first tangent of the theorem of Absolute Law?


He heard the voice inside his head..
The First tangent of the theorem of absolute law is that the law is universal and applies to all. To embrace absolute law is to subordinate yourself to those around you and those who you rule. The Law is applied equally to those who are governed by and those who govern with it.


Who wrote the first copy of the doctrine of absolute law?

And Again..
The first copy of the doctrine of Absolute law was handed to the Prophet Cole by the Unnamed One in The Year of Broken Promises.

"Time is Up!" Doctor Jones voiced bombastically, his smile never leaving him. He collected the tests, Michael absentmindedly handing it to him, unsure of where the time had gone. He walked out of the classroom, his eyes unable to focus on anything. He managed to make it downstairs before the room started spinning.

"Michael?" John said quietly, trying to get his attention. He started to wobble, but John caught him, holding him up. "MIke?"

"John?"

"Come on, let's get you to bed, you aren't in any condition to be out and about today." John walked him back to his room, calling the rest of his professors and letting them know that michael wasn't going to be able to make it for the rest of the day.

Meanwhile, back at Taylor Hall...
"Michael shows remarkable potential." DOctor Jones said quietly.

"Agreed, he is the most remarkable one that i have seen in a very long time." The voice was terrible, filled with wrath and anger, sorrow and venom filling every word.

"We shall have to watch him very closely, to see if he is the potential trigger."

"As always, Doctor, we are in complete agreement."

"Betrayal will be a terrible lesson for him, i hope he can withstand it. I'll make the preperations from my end, you just be ready on yours."

Unbeknownst to anyone, there was someone observing this exchange. She had heard the raspy, terrible voice, ducking and listening. She wasn't sure what they were talking about, but they weren't planning something pleasant for someone named Michael.

Things were spiralling out of control, and she had no way to slow them down. She moved quickly, ducking back around a corner as she heard footsteps.

"Oh and Peter?"

"Yes Doctor Jones?" She heard the voice quietly. It was more normal, but still undeniably the same person.

"Make sure you keep up the good work with your class, wouldn't want anyone to fall behind."