Victims of Nimbo by Gilbert L. Morris

Author:Gilbert L. Morris [Morris, Gilbert]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-1-57567-856-6
Publisher: Moody Publishers
Published: 2000-12-15T05:00:00+00:00

9

The Priest’s Decision

Sarah walked along with Lomeen. On the other side of the chiefs daughter was Jere, accompanying them. Lomeen had offered to show them around the village of the Earth Dwellers and was pointing out what sights there were to see. In truth, there was not much. The village was not an attractive place, and there were few signs of wealth.

“That is where my father, the chief, lives,” Lomeen said, indicating a larger house built of earth.

Trying to think of something nice to say about the homely structure, Sarah said, “It looks very strong.”

“Oh yes. We build our houses well. We put straw and rocks into the red mud that we find along the river-bank. When it dries, it is so hard that no spear can penetrate it. Would you care to see inside?”

“Why, yes. We’d like that very much. Wouldn’t we, Jere?”

“Yes, indeed!”

Actually Jere had recently whispered that he was rather depressed by the village. He was used to light, airy structures, and these houses were all heavy with few windows. He wondered how anybody could live in such a place. The whole village was surrounded by heavy jungle, and there was little attractiveness about it anywhere.

“Come in,” Lomeen said, stepping through the doorway, which was covered by an animal hide of some kind. She waited until the two had entered. “This is the main room,” she said rather shyly.

The room was some fifteen feet square, and what furniture there was was made of wood. Sarah went to a chair that was beautifully carved and said, “This is a fine chair, Lomeen. Who made this?”

“My father and I made it. We like to make things together. The wood is very hard, so it took a long time.”

“You’re quite an artist,” Jere said, coming over to admire the chair. It was a beautiful piece of furniture, indeed, curved to fit the body and making one long to sit in it. “Mind if I try it?”

“Oh, please do!” Lomeen said quickly.

Jere sat down and stretched luxuriously. “It’s so comfortable,” he said. “It’s hard to believe that anything as hard as this could be comfortable.”

“We made all the furniture in here. All of my people are good woodcarvers.”

They looked at each table and individual chair. No two were alike, and the woods varied all the way from having a dark walnut look to wood that was almost white.

“We don’t have anything like this where I live.” Jere smiled at the girl.

She flushed and looked down at the floor. “I can’t see how you could live up in the clouds,” she said.

“Well, I suppose it’s all what a person’s brought up to. You ought to come for a visit sometime.”

“Oh no! I could never do that! My father would never allow it.”

Jere exchanged a glance with Sarah, and then he asked, “Why not, Lomeen?”

“Because our two peoples are separated. You know that, Prince Jere.”

He shrugged his broad shoulders. “I know that is so, but to be enemies is wrong. I do not see why we have to be enemies.

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