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It's time for snips and bits of amazing tales by talented writers! Weekend Writing Warriors is a weekly bloghop. Each week, participants sign up HERE at wewriwa.com, then post 8 to 10 sentences of their work, published or unpublished, on their own blog to go live by before 9:00 AM Sunday, EST. Then we visit each other and read, comment, critique, encourage--all those things that do a solitary writer's heart good.
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This week's snippet is from "The Sands of Dhor". I've skipped ahead a couple of paras. Lily, abducted from Earth by alien slavers, is following Theusand. He's not a slaver. He's Dhor'en; they communicate mind to mind.
They've left the section of the ship where he and his Chays (monks) are quartered. It's the first time she's left that deck since Lord Sand rescued her from the slave fight ring in the belly of the ship. They've arrived at what she thinks might be the helm of the ship she's on, and there's a crewmember there. The last sentence last week was spoken by him. “You honor us with your presence, Lord Sand. Thank you for coming so soon.”
The crewmember's fear-filled words echoed in her mind, then all went silent. Her mind felt confined, as though there were walls around it. Theusand had shut her out.
This man must be capable of conversing on a high level. His long, pointed ears twitched forward, then back, jingling the metal earrings hanging from them. Then his eyes widened and his ears went straight up, as if in surprise. Her best guess was that the Sand was still talking with him
The exchange must have been brief and to the point. She’d wager that the crewmember had done everything possible to keep it that way. It’d take an idiot to prolong a meeting with the man who thought he was Lord of all.
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