Spirits of Falajen by Ginger Salazar & Jasmine Shouse

Author:Ginger Salazar & Jasmine Shouse [Salazar, Ginger]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-01-07T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter VIII

Brisethi woke from what felt like the longest sleep she’d ever had. Her lower back slightly ached from where the shot once penetrated. Her ribs were tender and bruised where Kanilas had kicked her. The rest of her body ached from lying on the hard deck for so many hours. Her hand, no longer bound, rubbed at her bruised head, feeling for blood, dried or otherwise. She’d taken blows to the head before, from Etyne and various rival teams during hak’ii, that put her out for hours, but none left her aching so badly as this one had. But there was a healer nearby to soothe the pain each time the officers in training knocked one another out during combative training.

Her body sat up slowly, struggling against the painful dizziness that threatened to put her to sleep again. Her eyes wandered around, taking in the relatively clean space around her. A porthole far above let in the moonlight, lighting a tray of food just inside the barred door. Her stomach rumbled at the sight.

She examined the burnt meat and stale bread and sipped at the cup of water. Shivering without her uniform, she proceeded to eat the old meal before the rats could. As she chewed on the crunchy bread, she looked around the rest of the small cell. Only a bucket in the corner meant for human waste shared the space with her. Not even a mattress or a blanket had been provided. What century was this ship made in? She asked herself upon observing the primitive, barren brig. The wooden boards beneath her were soiled and warped. The creaky bulkhead behind her had her worried for the structural integrity of the old galleon.

She couldn’t remember the last time she had shivered from being cold. Her fire mystic had always been available to keep her body warm, but something was keeping her from summoning it. The rumors of mystic suppressing elixirs had proven true and somehow affected her without even physically being in contact with it. The thought of an entire Kiaran force using this potion against the Resarians frightened her terribly. With the elixir, it would have been easy for Sulica’s crew to capture her father, and she prayed to the spirits for his safe return to help.

Dressed in only her black undershirt and undershorts, she shivered again, feeling more vulnerable than ever before. Taking a deep breath, she cleared her mind of her powerlessness to concentrate on a way to free herself. She scanned the cell bars of the brig, each one perfectly intact. She pulled at the lock to inspect its design and rattled the door. She stared up at the ceiling and found no vulnerability. She would have to devise a plan of attack for when the guards came down to hand her over to the Kiarans.

Brisethi lost track of how many days and nights passed, guessing from the four meals given to her, that it had been four days, but it was probably longer.

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