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Authors: C. Baely, Kristie Dawn
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feel her head.
“ You are recovering from your run-in with those shredders.”
“ Th…The shredders?” Sara inquired, but then she recalled the ape-like creatures with the deformed mouths and sharp teeth.
“ You were lucky they didn’t feast on you the moment they saw you.” Archail approached her with a stone bowl in his large hands.
“ Maybe they should have. At least I would’ve been free from you then.” Anger rose within her at his comment.
He smiled, still watching her, without responding to her remark, he sat next to her on the bed. Some kind of liquid sloshed around inside the bowl as he held it to her mouth. “You need to drink this. It will make you feel better and help your recovery.”
Sara regarded the bowl cautiously. “How do I know you’re not trying to send me to sleep again, so I won’t cause any trouble for you?”
“ As strange as it may sound, I prefer you awake, little one. We have things to do, and time is of the essence, so drink this and get better.” He smiled as he looked down at her and brought the bowl to her mouth again, trying to encourage her to drink.
Sara wasn’t sure why, but she believed him. There seemed to be sincerity in his words and smile, she realized, deciding to take a dose of the strange red liquid from the bowl . She almost choked when she swallowed the concoction. Her throat felt like thousand pricking needles scratched it all at once causing an uncomfortable burning sensation and a terrible sour taste filled her mouth, forcing her to cough. “That stuff is terrible.” She pushed the bowl away still shaking weakly before he could give her any more.
“It might not taste good, but it is made from some of the natural herbs of my world. It will help you to recover much faster.” He pushed the medicine near her mouth again. “It’s not so bad after the first taste.” He smiled down at her reassuringly as he made her take another mouthful.
“ Eew! Please, no more!” Sara complained, after swallowing more of the awful, sour liquid.
“ That will do for now, but you need to drink some more before you sleep tonight.” Archail stood and left the room, leaving her alone again.
Sara felt a sense of ambivalence about this alien male. He seemed to have cared for her for however long she had been unconscious. He even acted in a thoughtful, almost human, way toward her. But he’s not human , she reminded herself. Yet he had saved her from those horrible creatures and acted almost kindly toward her. Thinking this way about him made her feel somewhat uncomfortable. It was almost as if she liked him, and that just wasn’t right. Not knowing how she had ended up here and for what reason, she decided she couldn’t be taken in by this sudden kindness. As she pondered this, her eyes felt heavy again, and she was unable to resist falling back into a deep sleep.
* * *
Two more days passed before Sara felt well enough to get out of bed and move around the Pradorian’s cave, but all she could think about was how this strange man had looked after her. He had taken good care of her, and she had subconsciously begun to like him. It was as if he had acquired some human qualities in her perception of him, and it bothered her.
The silence that had fallen between them was deafening in Sara’s mind. She wanted to ask questions and get answers. Above all, she wanted an explanation that might shed some light on why she was being kept here as a prisoner. Why had he persistently ignored her from the moment she had become better? Archail paid little to no attention to her as he ate his breakfast at the opposite side of the dining table. To her surprise, it annoyed her that he was acting as if she wasn’t there.
The morning light streamed into the cave when the main door opened and a male Pradorian walked in. He looked at her as if he disapproved of her presence before he turned toward Archail.
“ What is it, Dar?” Archail seemed annoyed by the male’s presence.
Dar
“ You are recovering from your run-in with those shredders.”
“ Th…The shredders?” Sara inquired, but then she recalled the ape-like creatures with the deformed mouths and sharp teeth.
“ You were lucky they didn’t feast on you the moment they saw you.” Archail approached her with a stone bowl in his large hands.
“ Maybe they should have. At least I would’ve been free from you then.” Anger rose within her at his comment.
He smiled, still watching her, without responding to her remark, he sat next to her on the bed. Some kind of liquid sloshed around inside the bowl as he held it to her mouth. “You need to drink this. It will make you feel better and help your recovery.”
Sara regarded the bowl cautiously. “How do I know you’re not trying to send me to sleep again, so I won’t cause any trouble for you?”
“ As strange as it may sound, I prefer you awake, little one. We have things to do, and time is of the essence, so drink this and get better.” He smiled as he looked down at her and brought the bowl to her mouth again, trying to encourage her to drink.
Sara wasn’t sure why, but she believed him. There seemed to be sincerity in his words and smile, she realized, deciding to take a dose of the strange red liquid from the bowl . She almost choked when she swallowed the concoction. Her throat felt like thousand pricking needles scratched it all at once causing an uncomfortable burning sensation and a terrible sour taste filled her mouth, forcing her to cough. “That stuff is terrible.” She pushed the bowl away still shaking weakly before he could give her any more.
“It might not taste good, but it is made from some of the natural herbs of my world. It will help you to recover much faster.” He pushed the medicine near her mouth again. “It’s not so bad after the first taste.” He smiled down at her reassuringly as he made her take another mouthful.
“ Eew! Please, no more!” Sara complained, after swallowing more of the awful, sour liquid.
“ That will do for now, but you need to drink some more before you sleep tonight.” Archail stood and left the room, leaving her alone again.
Sara felt a sense of ambivalence about this alien male. He seemed to have cared for her for however long she had been unconscious. He even acted in a thoughtful, almost human, way toward her. But he’s not human , she reminded herself. Yet he had saved her from those horrible creatures and acted almost kindly toward her. Thinking this way about him made her feel somewhat uncomfortable. It was almost as if she liked him, and that just wasn’t right. Not knowing how she had ended up here and for what reason, she decided she couldn’t be taken in by this sudden kindness. As she pondered this, her eyes felt heavy again, and she was unable to resist falling back into a deep sleep.
* * *
Two more days passed before Sara felt well enough to get out of bed and move around the Pradorian’s cave, but all she could think about was how this strange man had looked after her. He had taken good care of her, and she had subconsciously begun to like him. It was as if he had acquired some human qualities in her perception of him, and it bothered her.
The silence that had fallen between them was deafening in Sara’s mind. She wanted to ask questions and get answers. Above all, she wanted an explanation that might shed some light on why she was being kept here as a prisoner. Why had he persistently ignored her from the moment she had become better? Archail paid little to no attention to her as he ate his breakfast at the opposite side of the dining table. To her surprise, it annoyed her that he was acting as if she wasn’t there.
The morning light streamed into the cave when the main door opened and a male Pradorian walked in. He looked at her as if he disapproved of her presence before he turned toward Archail.
“ What is it, Dar?” Archail seemed annoyed by the male’s presence.
Dar
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