Life Plays on Zechia E-Book

Suzann Dodd

• Herausgeber: BookRix
• Kategorie: Fantasy und Science-Fiction
• Sprache: Englisch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2022

Beschreibung

This is the Continuation of the story which began with The Right Thing.   The ZerShaz planet of Zechia made up of many islands is being repopulated by ZerShaz and humans.  This is life for those who are there and as seen by visitors from Beta Mar who are present to hold Reggae concerts.

Leseprobe

Suzann Dodd

Life Plays on Zechia

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Without Scales on My Eyes

WITHOUT SCALES ON MY EYES

UREGLIMINEW ENGREDI

For the entirety of my actuality I maintained certain postulates. Between the moment I landed on Shalimar as an  oRain, until my departure as a disgraced iSaz, I believed Debbie had given me her soul. I had believed in my priority, in my prowess and acumen.

As the bomb composed the habitation in which I had resided into rubble, so my existence.

Debbie had been the centre of my being. The etalias of our separation did not diminish my affection nor reinterpret it. When I regained Shalimar, I was as I had been. There was no alteration. She, busy with the animals was as she was.

As iSaz, occupied with political matters did not mark her distance.  I would have chosen to lie with her on the salpi, only rising for physical necessity, reproved myself for lack of integrity, honouring her for maintaining her duties despite my arrival.

I had not conjectured she preferred her duties to my proximity, any more than an ini believes her mate prefers his Lord's erssavi to her salpi.  I know now, I have learned, I am an interloper. I am the duty, the Preserve is her lover. I prove this each moment when I see her hesitate.

When I am speaking, and her eyes climb to the window, when we engage in closeness, and I feel her spirit wishing to escape.

Closeness between us is problematic. I no longer feel safe. Fortuanely, as she is often exhausted, plunging into sleep, I escape the potentiality.

I comprehend the mating of ambitious ZeSha. A shadow of true dusha, in which their mates do not gain the entirety of their essence, permitting them to expend etalia in space without distraction.  I comprehend why those whose mating is 'spectacular' rarely climb above umRain.

Each moment I expend with Debbie, I extract more of my sha from her. Soon she will own naught of me, and then I will depart in entirety.

Inappropriate as Usual

 INAPPROPRIATE AS USUAL

JILLCYTI

Zechia

I was asleep when one of the ini woke me, saying I had a visitor. I dragged myself from the bed, staggered to the sani, washed my face, slipped a blouse and skirt over my nightie into the front room.  The white robe was enjoying my tea, my very limited stock of tea.

"The Erssavi of uPaychel will gain orbit within a humi. The musicians will be disboarded."

I sat in a stupor for almost a minute then switched on; "I understand." I reply to him.

He made no move to leave. What did he want? He wanted food. That's what he wanted. Food would not be supplied for the next two hours.  I took a cup of tea, drank it, then back into my room to bath and garb.

When I emerged he was still there; "Yes?" I snap.

"Do you expect to gain the erssavi if I do not transport you?"

"Oh."

I followed him out, noticing how very tall and broad he was. Noticing, maybe for the first, how he walked with purpose and so utterly in control.  He was quite magnificent, this evJaFalk.