Gods in the Grey City by Lenni A

Author:Lenni A.
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: fantasy, magic
Publisher: Lenni
Published: 2017-11-02T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

The old Muri hunched over the wrapped totem, running his fingers over the cloth. He took his time mapping the object before removing the binding. “I am impressed with you, Tia.” He whispered, his voice like clay pots being ground into the dirt. “Do you know if this will aid us in overcoming the brand?”

“Not sure, Safuc.” Tia leaned back on one of the poles holding up the tent. “But it scares the humans. Therefore, I want it.” She breathed in the incense mingling with the scent of whatever the hunters caught before the sun set. The familiarity relaxed her after being so far from her people for so long.

Safuc laughed wetly, unwrapping the tattered cloth to feel the smooth totem, his gnarled fingers seeing what his clouded eyes could not. His wrinkled ears flicked front in thought. “I don’t understand these carvings. But given time and better eyes than mine, we will puzzle it out.”

“I’m tired of waiting” Tia growled. “I’m tired of being beaten and whored out to the humans; tired of singed flesh and scars. I want to be free.”

Safuc handed the tablet and it’s wrappings to Tia to put together, clucking his tongue. “Times have been far worse. Now there is a place for us to run when we flee. The humans will not dare come to Grey City.”

“I’ve seen their hate overcome fear. They will come. We will not be safe here forever.” Tia wrapped the tablet firmly and put it back in her bag, nodding gently as she turned to leave. When she exited, Castor blocked her path to her own shelter.

“Why did you bring him back here?” He hissed, glowering down at the much shorter female.

“Oh, I dunno. I’ve always wanted a pet.” Tia shouldered him aside. “He’s already been housebroken, too. What a find.”

Castor held Tia’s arm in a strong hand and was immediately wrapped from the neck up in her ribbon. She used her magic to pin Castor to the ground then straddled his chest, trapping his arms with her knees.

“Put your hand on me again and you will be the first Muri I castrate.” When Castor finally choked out a plea for mercy, Tia rose and left him sputtering for air on the ground; her ribbon following behind her.

“Don’t be foolish, Castor.” Safuc murmured, a thin attendant holding open the tent flap.

“She dallies with that human!” Castor had the good sense to allow shame to color his face and ears as other Muri watched him.

Safuc shook his head, wisps of white hair coming free from the leather thong at his neck to brush his high, round ears. “Tia desires only freedom. Leave her be before she decides you are an obstacle to her goals.”

“But, Safuc -”

“All her life she has worked and sacrificed for all of us. Do not shame her by forcing your selfish desires upon her.”

Castor picked himself up and inclined his head to the elder Muri; but said not a single word as he stormed off.

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