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know.”
“I’m sorry about your mother.”
Lam held her hand as they joined the others.
• FOURTEEN •
“That is not a good idea.”
Terlikk crossed his arms in front of his chest to emphasize his seriousness as several others voiced their agreement. As they sat around the fire once again after a day of scouting and gathering, Lam had expressed his feelings and his plans to go after the Gildoks.
“That is foolishness,” Terlikk stated, “And asking for danger.”
Lam had been prepared for the others to not agree with him. It had been the same with the others of The Remnant. But, as with that greater mirror, he simply could not bring himself to take what felt like unnecessary risks for the larger whole, even if it meant risk to himself. He felt responsible for others— his people, and these people, who were now his people. He was not about to let another society be destroyed as his own had been. He knew that if the Gildoks were left untouched, that is exactly what would happen.
Terlikk saw Lam was unmoved by both his words and his body language, and relaxed his posture. “Lam,” he said. “To go into such a situation without a base support— without the root support of your people— would be to meet your end for sure.
“It would be inviting it to you.”
Lam stared silently into the fire. Ch’kara placed her hand on his leg, yet still he said nothing.
“It is your decision, your action, and your life,” Terlikk sighed, “And no one will argue your will. You have been through so much— much more than the rest of us, and we cannot possibly understand your mind. But we would very much like you to stay with us.” Lam finally looked up at the man. “My niece especially would prefer you here,” he smiled.
Lam nodded, countless thoughts swaying his mind one way, then another.
“We are all exhausted,” a woman Lam knew as the village seamstress spoke up. “Let’s all get some rest, and see how things feel in the morning.”
Terlikk took the guard duty, and the others bedded down for the night.
Some time after the others had fallen asleep, Ch’kara crept very close to Lam. Slipping under his animal skin covering with him, she placed one arm and one leg over him. “My uncle was right,” she whispered in his ear. “I wish you would stay here. I want you to stay with me .”
Lam wrapped his arms around her, and she wiggled fully on top of him, spreading her body along his. He found this felt wonderful, both inside and outside of his body. Another sort of electricity began coursing through his system, quite pleasantly.
She rested her head on his chest. “I hear your heart here. It speaks of faraway lands, as well as lands nearer to us.” Ch’kara lifted her head and looked into his eyes. He saw that her eyes were moist with tears.
“There is a place for us here, Lam,” she breathed. “It is what was meant to be— I feel that in my heart.”
Lam nodded as tears formed in his own eyes.
“Yet,” she continued, “I can also see the other line of time…”
“The other line?” he asked.
A tear caught the firelight as it escaped her eye and dropped to his chest. “The line you will choose. The line that will take you from me.”
“Ch’kara, Ch’kara,” he lifted a hand and stroked her hair. “No, I will come back to you. I will make things right in this place, and return to you to stay from then on!”
She stifled a sob, and shook her head. “No,” she said. “No…”
He raised his head and pressed his lips to hers. She returned the kiss with an intensity that sent the electricity in his body to new levels.
“Yes, dear one, I will.”
She shook her head and kissed him again, long and hard, without ever taking her eyes from his.
“Yes…” he whispered between the moments of their lips meeting.
Their hands caressed each other’s faces. She ran her fingers through his hair as his hands began to explore the curves of her waist and legs. Their lips and tongues
“I’m sorry about your mother.”
Lam held her hand as they joined the others.
• FOURTEEN •
“That is not a good idea.”
Terlikk crossed his arms in front of his chest to emphasize his seriousness as several others voiced their agreement. As they sat around the fire once again after a day of scouting and gathering, Lam had expressed his feelings and his plans to go after the Gildoks.
“That is foolishness,” Terlikk stated, “And asking for danger.”
Lam had been prepared for the others to not agree with him. It had been the same with the others of The Remnant. But, as with that greater mirror, he simply could not bring himself to take what felt like unnecessary risks for the larger whole, even if it meant risk to himself. He felt responsible for others— his people, and these people, who were now his people. He was not about to let another society be destroyed as his own had been. He knew that if the Gildoks were left untouched, that is exactly what would happen.
Terlikk saw Lam was unmoved by both his words and his body language, and relaxed his posture. “Lam,” he said. “To go into such a situation without a base support— without the root support of your people— would be to meet your end for sure.
“It would be inviting it to you.”
Lam stared silently into the fire. Ch’kara placed her hand on his leg, yet still he said nothing.
“It is your decision, your action, and your life,” Terlikk sighed, “And no one will argue your will. You have been through so much— much more than the rest of us, and we cannot possibly understand your mind. But we would very much like you to stay with us.” Lam finally looked up at the man. “My niece especially would prefer you here,” he smiled.
Lam nodded, countless thoughts swaying his mind one way, then another.
“We are all exhausted,” a woman Lam knew as the village seamstress spoke up. “Let’s all get some rest, and see how things feel in the morning.”
Terlikk took the guard duty, and the others bedded down for the night.
Some time after the others had fallen asleep, Ch’kara crept very close to Lam. Slipping under his animal skin covering with him, she placed one arm and one leg over him. “My uncle was right,” she whispered in his ear. “I wish you would stay here. I want you to stay with me .”
Lam wrapped his arms around her, and she wiggled fully on top of him, spreading her body along his. He found this felt wonderful, both inside and outside of his body. Another sort of electricity began coursing through his system, quite pleasantly.
She rested her head on his chest. “I hear your heart here. It speaks of faraway lands, as well as lands nearer to us.” Ch’kara lifted her head and looked into his eyes. He saw that her eyes were moist with tears.
“There is a place for us here, Lam,” she breathed. “It is what was meant to be— I feel that in my heart.”
Lam nodded as tears formed in his own eyes.
“Yet,” she continued, “I can also see the other line of time…”
“The other line?” he asked.
A tear caught the firelight as it escaped her eye and dropped to his chest. “The line you will choose. The line that will take you from me.”
“Ch’kara, Ch’kara,” he lifted a hand and stroked her hair. “No, I will come back to you. I will make things right in this place, and return to you to stay from then on!”
She stifled a sob, and shook her head. “No,” she said. “No…”
He raised his head and pressed his lips to hers. She returned the kiss with an intensity that sent the electricity in his body to new levels.
“Yes, dear one, I will.”
She shook her head and kissed him again, long and hard, without ever taking her eyes from his.
“Yes…” he whispered between the moments of their lips meeting.
Their hands caressed each other’s faces. She ran her fingers through his hair as his hands began to explore the curves of her waist and legs. Their lips and tongues
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