Saturday, March 7, 2009
Spiderwebs
After that dream.. I am sure it was a dream.. I made it my mission to destroy every single spiderweb I could find.. I took a broom and started with my own wagon.. I cleaned it so much I think my wagon groaned.. I headed to each and every wagon around the 1st fires and with a determined lift of my chin, I made sure there was not one web whether it be a spider or cob was removed.. just in case it was not a dream...
Now it was time to see old Harold.. and have him read a liver or two and see just what is up with these dreams... I know I am not about to claimed.. heck I have not even been kissed yet.. well not that kind of kiss anyway.. you know the one where your left leg lifts a little bit.. and you get that chill that runs down your spine.. I head the slaves talking about it once.. I could not get close enough to hear everything but I did hear that.. I am waiting to see if that ever happens..
So anyway.. I am making my way to Harolds purple encased wagon when I hear a noise.. it almost sounds a woman crying.. and a bosk snorting... so I divert my path and head towards the noise.. I am getting closer and closer.. I wish I had a weapon.. oh wait I have my broom... until I get to this wagon.. Its kinda beat up looking.. but the noise is definately coming from there.. I sneak up around the back of the wagon.. crouching down to look underneath.. nope nothing there... but dang those noises are really loud now.. so I hoist myself up on the back hitch and look in.. SKIES! I think I am blind... well it was no bosk.. but it was a large naked warrior.. and a small skinny slave.. I think he was killing her by the sounds escaping from her lips.. So I did what every good natured woman would do.. I watched...I turned my head to the left and right.. wondering how in the world she could fold up like that.. and he was snorting... and that large white ass was just well... alll of a sudden he let out this loud groan.. I swear he had just died.. he fell on top of the poor slave.. and I fell off the hitch.. hitting my head on the ground... I quickly got to my feet... backing away from that wagon till I bumped into Harold... stuttering I said Tal and ran.. I ran as fast as I could... no idea where I was running to.. but I sure knew I was not gonna go looking for sounds again...
I think I am scared for life now.. I am sure of it.. I knew about the basics of mating.. you know... he does this you lay there.. groan a few times.. he gets off and goes to sleep.. At least that what my friends have told me.. that are mated... but.. What I want to know is how did she fold up like that.. All you could see here the balls of her feet attached to his shoulders.. I mean.. well.. nevermind...
I ran past the 1st fires.. past the outerwagons.. and ended up at the streams... I hope I never have to see that again...
So I get to the stream.. hoping a few moments alone.. when low and behold.. there is my brother Ord with a slave... need I say more... As I hollared his name.. he turned and grinned at me... Yamakins... he swatted the girl and told her to scoot.. I swear she gave me the most hated of looks... My brother could see I had just had the fright of my life.. so he came over and talked to me... I could barely tell him what I saw... when he broke out in a manical laugh.. good grief Yams.. was that like a really nasty looking wagon.. broken down? I nodded my head... Well I won't tell if you won't but that large white ass you saw was Sams.... I blinked and looked at him... my elder brother... ohhhhh.. I am gonna be ill... Now every time I see my brother am I gonna see him in a much different light... Ord.. pats my head.. and gives me a hug.. Its not that bad sister... its just a slave... Now a companion.. would be much different... I held up my hand at that point.. I do not want to know... I never want to know... I think if my face could have been more hot I would have fainted... Ord said it was time well past the time I spoke to Mother.. and he wa gonna make sure she spoke to me..
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