Drinking Life (Keeper of the Water) by Kevin George

Author:Kevin George [George, Kevin]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2011-07-19T16:00:00+00:00

My attacker reaches for his black ski mask and starts to raise it.

“She’s not the one,” a second voice suddenly says just behind me.

In the split second before I turn, a single thought crosses my mind: I heard whispering in the woods earlier, of course it would be just one voice. I start to swing my stick around but never hit my intended target. Instead, I’m the one who can’t avoid the stick swung at my head. I barely feel pain as an explosion of light erupts just in front of my eyes. My body goes numb and I lose complete use of my legs. For a moment I black out but am jolted back to reality when my body jars against the ground.

Everything feels like it’s stuck in glue: my arms, my legs, my head, even my ability to think. I know something bad is happening but I can’t quite figure it out. My eyes have trouble focusing but my head is turned to the side anyway so there’s not much to see. Two distinct voices speak in the distance but I can’t recognize them or quite make out what they say. Consciousness is fleeting and as much as I want to protect myself, I know I’m at the mercy of the two attackers. I hope they aren’t about to finish me off…

Just before I pass out, my eyes focus for just a moment. I look over at my sliced hand, which still gushes blood. I’m lying just beside the creek and my hand falls into the water, my blood mixing amongst the lightly-sparkling blue. An intense tingling envelops my hand as my world goes completely black…

- - - - - - - - - - - -

I’m standing guard just beyond the creek. I sense my fellow tribeswomen in the dark forest around me but they remain hidden in the shadows, just like me. God help anyone foolish enough to try attacking us. In my vision, I feel myself on edge, on high alert. Guard duty is usually boring and uneventful but I think someone is out there, despite my earlier claim that nobody lives around and we aren’t being followed.

I worry that someone is watching me. I can feel it in my bones. But I don’t see anyone out there—no movement, no sound. Whoever may be watching is as quiet—and probably as deadly—as us. I raise my bow and aim it toward the trees, ready to shoot at the first sign of danger. I wait tensely, ready to protect my keeper at whatever cost…

My vision of the dark forest begins to fade as my head pounds in pain. Something beneath me starts to vibrate lightly—more running footsteps. As I slowly return to consciousness, I once again hear the sounds of voices in the far distance, though they’re probably much closer to me than they sound. It’s hard to hear anything but the pounding of my heart and the ringing in my ears. I can’t muster the strength to move or talk or do anything but breathe in and out, in and out.

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