The Histories of Earth, Books 1-4: In the Window Room, A Prince of Earth, All the Worlds of Men, and Worlds Unending by Steven J. Carroll

Author:Steven J. Carroll [Carroll, Steven J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Globe Light Press
Published: 2014-09-21T21:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty

The Captain and His Ship

Before long, the blanket of their clouds broke apart into wisps, and then quickly dissolved into nothing; Which allowed the suns of that world to shine on them brightly.؟ײױ And below them, sparkling in a glorious light, they saw the golden painted ship's bow (which is the front portion of a ship), and the pure white sails of the pride naval vessel of the Empire, and it glittered in the suns light.

Dipping from the sky they came down, skillfully landing upon the deck, and they were greeted, however rudely, by a crowd of sailors that had come up from the hull of the ship.

These men were all dressed in earth-toned robes, and had the best and most fanciful variations of facial hair you might imagine. They wore golden, brassy, and silver chains around their necks and wrists, and around each shipman's waist was hung a curved saber sword, finely sharpened and glistening as well.

Their dress and appearance was regally elegant, although their tan faces were stern and unkind, as if by duty. And this caught Ata the most off guard, as the ship's men surrounded them closely.

“They weren't like this before,” Ata said whispering to Timothy.

And as the swell of sailors pressed in around them, grabbing at the boys by their arms, they saw Barbara; She was caught up in the crowd, her wrists had been lashed together with rope and she looked disparaging, as you might be when you have hoped for something good, but instead have received the opposite.

And once the boys were caught (for after all, where would they run to in a world of all oceans), the ship's captain spoke to them, but mostly to Ata, in a language that Timothy somehow vaguely recognized though he could not place where he'd heard it before.

This captain was a towering but slender man, with a distinguished wrinkled face, which had been made so from years of sailing; And by the light from their three suns, they saw that he had penetrating reflective eyes. He spoke dramatically in a language Timothy could not understand, though whatever it'd meant, it had seemed to be an accusation, of sorts.

And even so, not understanding what was said, Timothy, a prince of Earth, was nearly about to try his chances by communicating slowly in English that, they “were peaceful” and meant them “no harm”. (Which as a side note I feel as if I should warn against, in the off chance that you, reader, may ever find yourself stranded in a foreign world where your native language is not spoken. And you should know that saying something dreadfully slow, even if it is something nice to say, does not make it more understandable, and at best is simply irritating for all involved.)

Howbeit, thankfully Ata saved him from this, when he turned to Timothy, saying softly, “It's sort of like... old Turkish, I think, or at least it's similar enough.”

“Great. What has he said, then?” Timothy asked, using his head to motion toward the captain, as they were wrapping bands of rope around his wrists.

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