Awakening the Mare (Fall of Man Book 1)
woman who has a garden of spices
that makes all the world of difference in flavor.”
    “What is this chunky stuff?”
    Marie answered. “Meat.”
    I panicked and nearly choked. “Please, tell
me it is not human meat!”
    “Oh my God!” Tanner burst into some sort of
high pitched hyena style laughing and stood from the table.
    “I beg your pardon?” Snake snipped.
    Marie laid her hand on mine. “Vala, why would
you ask that? Of course it’s not human flesh.”
    “We are told that the only meat you have is
what you get from your dead.”
    “Dude, seriously,” Tanner sat back down.
“They lied to you. You guys are the only ones with livestock.”
    “It took a while to get things going again,”
Snake said, “and it’s not back. Not nearly to where it was, but
fifteen years is a lot of time. We didn’t wither and die, we grew
like the Sybaris grew. We have cows and pigs, chickens too.”
    Assured that I wasn’t eating another person,
I returned to enjoying my meal. I decided to keep my mouth closed
and not say much more. I was so out of my element, and realized how
much I didn’t know about life outside of the Esperanza Straits.
    I was glad I at least knew my history and was
grateful for the Janie girl and her time capsule from 1988.

17. Starry Night

    Tanner informed me that we would leave for
Angeles City after sunrise once it was bright enough. I remembered
the Savage Sybaris, but I didn’t recall knowing that they only came
out at night. Then again, I was so young. It made me wonder how
people slept, knowing the Savages were lurking and waiting to
attack.
    Angeles City was always a goal for me. I knew
there were people and there was talk that the revolution was
starting there. Now it was close and each moment that passed, I
grew more nervous. I truly never thought beyond going there. It was
my assumption that the people of Angeles City were no different
than Runners or Nomads. However, I had a feeling that wasn’t going
to be the case.
    Thinking about my morning journey made it
difficult for me to sleep. Not only that, but as I expected, it was
hot in Fred’s Bait Shop... stifling hot. What little air that was
in the room was thick and stale. Breathing was difficult and my
irritation over the heat magnified the pain in my arm. I swore I
felt every beat of my heart as it throbbed around my injury
site.
    The new clothes Marie gave me were lighter,
but didn’t help. I wanted my sleeping dress. That was long and
thin, and allowed for me to feel cool on a heated night.
    The heat didn’t seem to faze Snake, Marie, or
Tanner. They were fast asleep. After taking a sip of my water, I
poured a little in my hand and splashed it on my face, running my
damp hand over my neck.
    Then I remembered the air pipe. I stood from
my mat and walked over toward the kitchen area. The pipe extended
down and the opening was about the circumference of a hand sized
ball. Positioning myself under it, I hoped to catch some air. Even
a little.
    Head tilted back, with my face directly under
it, I could feel a smidgeon of relief. And as if that pipe were a
scope to the sky, I could see the stars. So many of them. Just as I
believed I found my relief moment, the stars disappeared and the
view went black.
    Only for a moment.
    The black was replaced by an eerie green eye
that peered down at me through the pipe.
    Sybaris !
    I gasped and within seconds, the Savage went
nuts.
    An eruption of noise took over the shop
beginning with the sound of thumping. Like large stones rained upon
the roof.
    Thump-thump-thump
    The thumping turned to pounding. How many of
them were up there? They screamed loudly, sounding so much like
demonic pigs.
    I looked around the room to see Tanner,
Snake, and Marie were still sleeping. Was I dreaming? Was this
actually happening? How could they sleep though it all?
    The pipe shook violently and the Savage
Sybaris screamed through the opening, as if warning me he was
coming to get me. The entire building seemed to

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