Returning to my WIP, ATNS. A snippet from a dream sequence. Dhurstan Of Rialt, friend of Cuylrh since childhood, is half drunk and on a tirade about the woman (main character, Marissa) from a world called Earth, who is bringing his best friend to his knees. This scene happens shortly after Marissa rejected Cuylrh's overtures. This is in Cuylrh's POV.
“You should dump her off at the next station, or better yet, just leave her here when we go. What good is she?" He pointed the direction of the lake, his body swaying and spit flying from his mouth as he raged. "She doesn’t cook, she won't wash our clothes, and the worst thing of all is that her body isn’t doing anything to satisfy even a one of us. Giver above! She should at least be trying to satisfy us...all of us; she’s no different than any other woman we’ve shared on this journey!”
Ain't this guy a peach? There might be more to Dhurstan's motivation than the best interest of his friend.
Let me have it. :-) Comments, suggestions, criticisms? All much appreciated.
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