The Disciples of the Orb by Marshall Cobb

Author:Marshall Cobb [Cobb, Marshall]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction
Publisher: Marshall Cobb
Published: 2019-12-16T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

New Guardians

A few days later, Peter was called to one of the districts that was once part of the city of Tokyo, Japan. The spinning globe and hovering whiteboard at the bank had indicated a dispute in district 179,423. Prior to Orb, Peter had never even left Arkansas, much less visited Japan. Somehow, through Orb, he knew that he was in the part of Tokyo previously known as the Tama district. He stood in what was still known as Sakuragaoka Park, though much of the grounds had been turned into working gardens. These spots were some of the only open spaces in the area otherwise packed with local inhabitants, thousands of whom crowded together in front of the small stage that had been constructed for the event. Some locals sat with their legs dangling from branches of the trees which had originally been cultivated for the park, their legs dangling from the branches.

Peter had left his home at 7:00 p.m., which, with the fourteen-hour time difference, meant that it was just after 9:00 a.m. He turned to look at the only other occupant of the stage. A short woman who made her rustic tunic look official rose from her chair and gave a slight bow to him; a position she held as she used her open hand to point at the empty wooden chair a few feet from her spot.

With her head facing down, she spoke softly. “Thank you for coming, Peter. We await your wisdom and your help.”

“I don’t know how much wisdom I have, Ms. Tanaka,” replied Peter as he sat, “but I’m glad to help however I can.”

Peter experienced the odd feeling that always came from the nearly instant translation of both what he heard as well as what he said. His ears told him she had added a “san” to his name so that she had actually addressed him as Peter-san, but via the abilities Orb had provided to all of his Disciples her words were changed, translated, in his head just after they reached his ears—just as what he said in English was translated into Japanese in the minds of all those present.

Peter had asked Orb about this unique wrinkle in their communication. Orb replied that translation would soon no longer matter as everyone on the planet would speak a single language: the eme-g̃ir version of Sumerian.

“Sumerian?” Peter asked. “Why?”

“It is my favorite nominative-accusative language. The use of a single language will draw my followers even closer to me, and each other. My word is my bond.”

Peter had later looked up what a nominative-accusative language was in his town’s library, but other than confirming that English also fit that description, it did not make any sense to his tired brain, so he filed it under the many things he now accepted without necessarily understanding why.

He bowed his head ever so slightly as he addressed the crowd. “Thank you for your invitation. How may I help?”

The crowd murmured and shifted in response. It was the

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