Escape (Rise of the Black Dragon Book 1) by Jada Fisher

Author:Jada Fisher [Fisher, Jada]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Fairfield Publishing
Published: 2019-10-07T16:00:00+00:00

9

Acclimation

Girl!

Girl!?

Ukrah drifted in and out, feeling like her body was being carried on rolling dunes. She was cold, so cold. It had to be night, but she couldn’t bring herself to open her eyes and check.

She was faintly aware that time was passing, and that things were crawling over her, and that she was hungry, thirsty, and she really needed to run again. The slavers were no doubt catching up to her, and she couldn’t stay wherever she was for long.

But she lay there, and lay there, until finally the air began to warm, and the faintest bit of sunlight caressed her face.

Her eyes fluttered, and suddenly she was very aware that there was a disgusting taste in her mouth. Groaning, she tried to push herself up, only to have the ground resist her movement, like it was suctioned to her. After a bit more force, she was able to raise herself up enough to pull free, and she realized that she was in very wet earth. So wet that it was almost like gruel, thick and grabby.

Girl! Is that you?

Groaning, Ukrah pushed herself up into a kneeling position, craning her neck to look up into the massive trees. Sure enough, there was a little desert finch there, fluttering its wings with what looked like worry.

“I’m here.”

Once more, she was reminded of the terrible taste in her mouth and she rummaged up the last of her saliva and spit it out. Sure enough, a large gob of the wet, wet earth came out.

“Gross,” she muttered, wiping her mouth and seeing brown streak across her arm. Hazily, she looked around, trying to get her bearings.

She was still in the woods, it seemed, and the trees were just as thick as they were before. The gully she was in wasn’t too deep, but it was enough that she would need something to climb on to get back up.

She wasn’t too worried, however, because although the forest was different from the desert, she was fairly certain such a distinct cut of the land could only mean one thing.

Water.

Whenever there was a flood, it would carve channels of earth as its path. She was in one of those paths, and if she followed it long enough, she was sure to find a body of water eventually.

Also… The whole waking up in wet earth thing indicated water was nearby.

You are covered in mud and I can smell you, even from up here, Tayir said, following along above her. If those slavers have dogs, you’re going to be in trouble.

“I know. That’s why we’re following this. There should be water, and I can bathe there.”

I’m surprised you know what a bath is, considering the scarcity of water where you’re from.

“We bathe!” she objected. Sure, it was rarely with water, but there were always flowers and the occasional oasis and underground springs. And when there wasn’t enough water, there were dust baths, and scrubs made of cacti pulp, or even the liquid within the large nuts that grew on some palms.

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