The Darkness of the Womb by Knight Richard

Author:Knight, Richard
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Richard B Knight
Published: 2015-06-08T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Marigold awoke to strong arms pulling her by the armpits. Her hair fell in her face and her head pounded.

“Damn. The fucking slut is heavy,” she heard the person holding her on her ride side say.

It was dark and cold and her slippers were missing. Where was she? And who were they calling a “fucking slut”?

With her head down, she could only make out her captors’ feet as they walked. Their limbs glowed and they cast soft white shadows. Even coming out of the darkness of sleep, this shocked her. It also kept her from screaming. Her throat closed at the sight of their radiant hue.

“Logic has some fucking balls coming into our territory and telling us what to do,” the one on her right said. His voice sounded dirty like crude oil, but behind his voice was music. She thought of violin strings, vacillating back and forth.

“Look, it’s whatever,” the one on the left said, his voice similar. “The master seemed happy after he talked with her, so who cares? Let’s just get this over with.”

“Yeah, but I’m just saying, it’s bullshit.”

“Maybe, but we’re the ones who found her. So stop complaining and consider yourself lucky, pal. We hit the gold mine with this bitch. The master will be pleased.”

The air was filled with the overwhelming scent of pine.

The trees. The massive ones that she had seen from…the boat!

Her memory replayed in her mind like replays of sports highlights on a Jumbo-Tron. Imagination, the boat, Instinct, the umbilical cord monster, the bird—it was all there, fast forwarded behind her eyes.

“Did this bitch just get heavier?” the captor on the right asked.

“It feels that way, right?” the one on the left huffed.

Her two captors stopped for a moment and hefted her up again. Both their hands squeezed her armpits and she bit her lower lip to keep from screaming. They dragged her again.

“Why’d the master want her so much in the first place?”

“Word around camp says that she’s a Messiah Mom.”

Messiah mom? What do they mean?

“That can’t be true,” the captor on the right groaned. “What the hell would she be doing out here?”

“I heard a stork was flying real low through these parts a few hours ago.” He paused to catch his breath. “That’s why I thought to come here. Maybe it dropped her off.”

“In these parts? And why would it carry a woman? Where did she even come from?”

“I don’t know. Imagination probably had something to do with it. That’s the rumor.”

“But this ain’t anywhere near the Tree of Life. What are storks doing out here?”

“Look, I don’t know if it’s true or not. That’s just what I heard. But the master wants her.”

Marigold didn’t understand any of what they said. Watching their glowing feet stepping over branches and through dried mud hypnotized her. Their shadows lent just enough light to the darkness so she could see the ground. Every so often, an even larger light would shine down as if they passed beneath street lamps. But that didn’t make any sense.

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