The Gorgon's Blood Solution by Jeffrey Quyle

Author:Jeffrey Quyle [Quyle, Jeffrey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Literature & Fiction, Science Fiction & Fantasy, Fantasy, Epic, Sword & Sorcery
Amazon: B00FEFTJN0
Publisher: Ingenairii Press
Published: 2013-09-23T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14 – Kieweeooee

It took Marco half an hour and only one wrong turn to find his way to the docks. He eventually smelled the water and heard the sounds of the harbor in the evening, which led him to his destination. There was a guard on duty, but not very attentively, and Marco easily snuck past the man to go out on one of the piers that reached into the harbor waters.

When he reached the end of the pier he climbed down the wooden understructure to reach the water level, where he put his head in the water and called out, “Kieweeooee friend come!”, then lifted his face out of the water and waited. He gently paddled his feet in the water to give the dolphin some notion of his precise location, if the dolphin were even to come at all, and he waited.

Two minutes later he heard a quick burst of chatter; he pressed his face under water and called out Kieweeooee’s name again, and the dolphin came over to see him. The moon overhead was bright, but Marco’s location was in the shadows of the pier, so it was difficult to see many features at first, until Marco moved around the bottom of the pier to the moonlit side, where he could see the features of the marine creature he had called.

“Kieweeooee and Marco go swimming?” he asked.

The dolphin slapped fins against the water to agree, and moments later Marco was holding onto a dorsal fin that sliced through the harbor water on the way to the open seas beyond. They swam for an hour, Marco enjoying the thrill of the warm sea water flying by as they circled and dove and swam. It felt like a perfect celebration – a joyful way to commemorate the successful healing of baby Sybele.

The two tried to talk to each other, but their limited shared vocabulary and limited ability to pronounce the words of each other’s language made any exchange difficult. When they returned to the pier they tried to teach Marco a few new words, then he patted Kieweeooee goodbye, and climbed back up to the top of the pier and walked back to Marches alchemy shop.

His first night in the garret room was uneasy. The attic was uncomfortably warm, and he ended up opening a window and sleeping on the roof outside, where the breeze felt pleasant and he slept a sound last half of the evening.

He didn’t awaken until the sun was well above the horizon, and he only awoke with assistance.

“Master Marco,” he heard a feminine voice call.

“Master Marco,” there was a poke on his shoulder, and he felt a blanket moving over him.

“Your breakfast is ready downstairs, Marco,” he awoke enough to recognize that the voice was Mirra, the young mother who was now the morning cook at the house.

“I need to get back down to Sybele,” she said. “I’ve pulled your blanket up so that you’re not giving a show to the ladies in the houses around you.

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