“Weightless and alone, an enigma, a wrinkled spasm of time sent tumbling elements,
rapid pulsations, a rare stone heart following sacred spacious paths—wormholes leading to this…” Dappled Ackley paused, and swept his arms in wide arcs across the sky, “this planetary atmosphere.”
“Witness prophetic talons grip glass, melted metal, when released power transforms everything into what it used to be, before the Oil Rationing Riots, when kindness prevailed and fear disappeared shining into a living color labyrinth beneath your very fingertips ushering in a time, once again, of plenty.”
Brenda Warren 2011
I used this week’s Sunday Whirl wordle words to write the words of Dappled Ackley’s prophecy. Dappled Ackley is the blind seer in a short story I’m working on about a superhero named “Thundercaws,” whose quest is to locate a meteorite that her friend Crazy Dave will use to repower the world, after an energy crisis renders televisions useless. I’m sharing the story with my students, and they are providing me with feedback. Dappled Ackley’s words came at the end of the second installment.
Thundercaws was born from a superhero formula. All of my students created superheroes, too. Thundercaws will meet at least one super villain JE, a student, created in my classroom. I’ll post the installments here each week.