Warren C Norwood - [Double Spiral War 02] by Polar Fleet (epub)

Author:Polar Fleet (epub)
Format: epub
Published: 2022-01-23T00:00:00+00:00

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Proctor Leri Gish Geril stared into the darkness overhead where the humans in their ships now guarded Cloise. The haunting vision had returned with a frightening new twist. Instead of showing her a way to lead her people to a better life, the vision now showed her leading them into fires of death.

It couldn’t be right. It just couldn’t. There was only one place to turn at a time like this. Weecs, whose brilliant body smelled of lust for her every time she touched him, would be of no help. Ranas, her patient mate, had never understood the visions. He could not help her, either.

Without hesitation she slid past the door to her burrow and slithered quickly to the brink of the Truth Cliff. It took her several impatient minutes before she located the right path in the dark, but finally made her way cautiously over the edge and began the slow, twisting journey down into the grotto of her favorite Confidante.

When she arrived at the grotto, Leri paused only a second before slithering into the blackness. Immediately a pale light spread through the grotto and revealed the Confidante at its depth. The Confidante’s grey, wrinkled bulk towered above her like the walls of the grotto itself, and Leri felt suddenly comforted just to be in its presence.

“Are you troubled, Proctor Leri?” the Confidante asked.

“Most troubled by visions, Confidante.”

“When was your last exchange?”

“Too long ago,” Leri answered. She waited patiently for the Confidante’s next question. Much to her surprise, moments later she heard the familiar scrambling of an Isthian and felt it climb onto her back. With no word or pause it began fondling the nipple on her neck with its lips. Leri accepted its unusual presence in this place as a blessing from the Confidante.

“Can you relax now?” the Confidante asked.

“Yes,” Leri answered as the Isthian began suckling, drawing nourishment from her blood while replacing her vital antibodies. “Yes,” she repeated, “I can relax now.”

“Will you speak the vision?”

Leri was surprised again. “In front of the Isthian?”

“This one can hear only me,” the Confidante said. “Speak your vision with freedom.”

Leri was startled. Only one other time had her Confidante made a statement instead of asking a question. Yet the Isthian’s vigorous suckling eased her tensions and her mind, letting the words flow. The vision returned to her with painful clarity.

“I am leading the people down a broad path when suddenly I come to a division of the ways, one up and one down. The way up is crowded with aliens, hated Castorians scuttling along in their crab-like shells, and soulless humans in their artificial skins. The way down is empty and dark, and I feel compelled away from the aliens. I lead the people down, down the twisting dark way until fires spring up all around us. A fury of death roars up and cries, ‘Pain! Pain!’ And there we are all consumed.”

“Does this frighten you?” the Confidante asked.

Leri’s thoughts drifted around the question. The Isthian slurped enthusiastically on her nipple, sending sensuous ripples along her spine.

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