The Prime: The Novella Range by Shimwell Ian

Author:Shimwell, Ian [Shimwell, Ian]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Shimwell's Stories
Published: 2013-06-08T16:00:00+00:00

Harrys found himself outside house 48 –the rebel headquarters. Try as he might, the idea of rebels in this land of the Prime was annoyingly amusing. But although this seemed an orderly, peaceful world with its PrimeMovers and the People of the Prime, you only had to look at the PrimeMovers’ blind dedication to duty and Dayla, talking of her late father, to realise that there was something seriously wrong here. Something to seriously rebel against.

He knocked on the door which was opened from within. Harrys entered a room of darkness. The light was turned on. Facing him was one person. Harrys introduced himself.

“My name is Roebel, the Rebel of the Prime. The meeting is due to commence in a couple of minutes. Would you care for a cup of tea?”

Harrys sat down. “Tea? Yes of course.” As Roebel went into the kitchen, Harrys said to himself, “Roebel the rebel, I see.”

After a few minutes, Roebel brought in the cups of tea. Harrys thanked him and began drinking. The lovely traditional taste brought back a forgotten memory from a lost world. He last had tea many years ago on Mother Earth. It tasted just the same – from a civilisation he would never see again.

Roebel put his tea down. “Right, it’s about time the meeting began.”

Harrys looked nonplussed. “Aren’t you going to wait for the rest of the rebels?”

“The rest of the rebels? There are no other rebels. In fact you Harrys are the first person to ever come to one of my meetings.”

“You mean every rebel meeting you’ve previously had has been just you alone?”

“It has.” Roebel clasped his hands together. “And on my own, the rebellion has been ineffectual, but now with your help, we can strike.”

A tone of caution resonated from Harrys. “Before we do too much striking or rebelling, I need to know what we’re rebelling against.” Roebel seemed lost in contemplation, so Harrys continued, “I can understand the contribution of the PrimeMovers, but what of the People of the Prime?”

“The purpose of the people is to entertain the Prime with their Diversionals. Also there are a number of carpenters, builders and engineers between them. Naturally, they use a couple of PrimeMovers or so, to do the heavy work.”

“That makes sense – but why exactly Roebel are you a rebel of the Prime?”

“It’s simply because the Prime seems to be everywhere – we have no freedom.”

Finally believing he was getting somewhere, Harrys asked, “Roebel, what is the Prime?”

Roebel stared blankly. “The Prime is the Prime.” He then seemed to shake it off. “You want answers Harrys, perhaps we can find some in the library – come on.”

Together they left the house and walked across the square which was now empty after the Diversional.

“Roebel, we must fight the Prime. I believe it’s evil. Do you know it had Dayla’s father executed?”

“I know,” said Roebel sadly. “Both my parents were murdered in the name of the Prime. I suppose that’s the real reason I became a rebel.”

Harrys stopped and decided to change the subject.

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