Kensho by Lyn Gala

Author:Lyn Gala
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: gay, claiming, claimings, alien contact
Publisher: Lyn Gala
Published: 2021-01-14T00:00:00+00:00

Walking a Larger Border Part Two

She stood on the hill and waited for the Imshee to come out of its ugly ship. Tuk and even ka-ranked traders could deal with the difficult strangers at this point, so she resented being summoned as if she were a youngling being asked to come to the temple. She was a Grandmother, one respected for her ability to negotiate with others. She was far too busy to deal with the trading needs of the strangers. And she questioned the intelligence of traders if they could not understand the needs of one stranger.

The Imshee came down the ramp from its strange conveyance, its many limbs moving in that jerky motion that she found so distasteful. She struggled to identify any markings that would make one Imshee recognizable from another, so she suspected they may have equal difficulty recognizing Rownt. To save the stranger the embarrassment of asking for a Grandmother who stood in front of it, she started down the hill to introduce herself.

In the seasons since they had begun to trade with the Imshee, the world had changed at an uncomfortable pace, and she held the blame for that. If she had not insisted on walking the border and understanding these strangers, she would not have opened the door to trade.

When she was halfway down the hill, she called out. “I am the Grandmother you sought.” She reached the bottom of the hill and waited for the stranger to approach her.

It stopped a good distance from her. “We and we greet to Grandmothers,” the Imshee's translation machine offered.

She wasn't sure whether the Imshee were incapable of using singular pronouns or if they wished to send greetings to the temple Grandmothers. With strangers it was difficult to tell. She found she missed the days when all of the creatures with whom one could have a conversation were Rownt. She waited until the Imshee used words which were worth responding to. The traders had suggested that the Imshee wanted something , but they had been annoyingly silent on what that might be.

The stranger tapped the ground with its front claws, reminding her of those formidable weapons. She had never seen an Imshee hunt, but she was old enough to respect the danger of the possibility even without seeing it with her own eyes. “We and we and other we send invitations to you and many yous whom hunting you.”

She widened her eyes. Perhaps the traders had some cause for confusion if this was how the Imshee were communicating. “I do not understand.” That should get the Imshee to state their cryptic request more clearly.

The stranger shivered. “You and you, we and we on ships.”

A visceral disgust washed through her at the idea of walking into their strange ship. She couldn’t prevent her nostrils from narrowing. “I do not want to be in a ship,” she said slowly and deliberately. As a Grandmother, she would walk anywhere in her territory, but the ships were not her territory,

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