Transmission Towers

By J. Deytiquez

Ever wondered how those transmission towers that seem to connect one point of the horizon to another were built? You are invited to read this brief story about love, dreams, and persistent hope even if they sky above those transmission towers turns gray.

• Language: English
• Publisher: J. Deytiquez
• Release date: Jun 19, 2022
• ISBN: 9781005975852

J. Deytiquez

I grew up in a sleepy town in the midst of the vast expanse of rice fields in Luzon, Philippines. Though inspired mainly by the simplicity of nature of my hometown, to read and to write, I am also inspired by my experiences in the cold and rainy mountain city of Baguio.

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Transmission Towers

Copyright 2021 J. Deytiquez

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Table of Contents

Prologue

Chapter 1: Who I Was

Chapter 2: Punishment

Chapter 3: His Arrival

Chapter 4: Joshua

Chapter 5: A Sunset

Chapter 6: The Last Night

Chapter 7: Vibration Sympathique/The Sacrifice

Chapter 8: Our Journey’s End

Epilogue

Prologue

I am a postman. I deliver letters anywhere, be it across seas, mountains, country roads, lakes, forests, city streets—you name it. But all these years I’ve been searching for that certain house with a lot of blooming rhodoras, bougainvilleas, and moss roses in its front garden, along with a lone, small, black lamppost and a wooden bench: all these years I’ve been trying to deliver the letter given to me by my friend.

Chapter 1: Who I Was

I said that I am a postman earlier, but I became a prisoner also at one point in my life—or something like that; instead of being condemned to spend countless of hours inside a lonely or crowded cell with nothing to do, I was sent into another country, primarily to earn my food by building, along with my fellow prisoners,