Memory of Earth by Orson Scott Card

Author:Orson Scott Card [Card, Orson Scott]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Science Fiction, Space Opera, Fiction
ISBN: 9780812532593
Publisher: Macmillan
Published: 1993-01-15T00:00:00+00:00

TEN - TENTS

Wetchik had pitched his tents away from any road, in a narrow river valley near the shores of the Rumen Sea. They had reached it at sunset, just as a troop of baboons moved away from their feeding area near the river’s mouth, toward their sleeping niches in the steepest, craggiest cliff in the valley wall. It was the baboons’ calls and hoots that guided them during the last of their journey; Elemak was careful to lead them well upstream of the baboons. “So we don’t disturb them?” Issib asked.

“So they don’t foul our water and steal our food,” said Elemak.

Before Father allowed them to unburden the camels and water them, before they ate or drank anything themselves, Father sat atop his camel and gestured toward the stream. “Look-the end of the dry season, and yet it still has water in it. The name of this place is Elemak from now. on. I name it for you, my eldest son.

Be like the river, so that the purpose of your life is to flow forever toward the great ocean of the Oversoul.”

Nafai glanced at Elemak and saw that he was taking the peroration with dignity. It was a sacred moment, the naming of a place, and even if Father laced the occasion with a sermon, Elemak knew that it was an honor, a sign that Father acknowledged him.

“And as for this green valley,” said Father, “I name it Mebbekew, for my second son. Be like this valley, Mebbekew, a firm channel through which the waters of life can flow, and where life can take root and thrive.”

Mebbekew nodded graciously.

There was nothing named for Issib and Nafai. Only a silence, and then Father’s groan as his camel knelt for him to dismount. It was well after dark before they finally had the tents pitched, the scorpions swept outside, and the repellents set in place. Three tents-Father’s, of course, the largest though he was only one man. The next largest for Elya and Meb. And the smallest for Issib and Nafai, even though Issib’s chair took up an exorbitant amount of room inside.

Nafai couldn’t help but brood about the inequities, and when, in the darkness of the tent, Issib asked him what he was thinking, Nafai went ahead and voiced his resentment. “He names the river and the valley for them^ when Elemak’s the one who was working with Gaballu-fix, and Mebbekew^s the one who said all those terrible things to him and left home and everything.”

“So?” said Issib, ever sympathetic.

“So here we are in the smallest tent. We’ve got two extras, still packed up, both of them larger than this one.” Having undressed himself, Nafai now helped Issib undress-it was too hard for him, without his floats.

“Father’s making a statement,” said Issib.

“Yes, and I’m hearing it, and I don’t like it. He’s saying, Issib and Nafai, you’re nothing^

“What was he going to do, name a dwd after us?” Issib fell silent for a moment as Nafai pulled the shirt off over Issib’s head.

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