beyond the river of time by Stella Samiotou Fitzsimons

Author:Stella Samiotou Fitzsimons [Fitzsimons, Stella Samiotou]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-04-20T00:54:49+00:00

He, at best, seems unsure. “I don’t think so. I was very careful when removing the metal and I

tested your leg when you were out. It seems intact, but highly traumatized,” he says. “Only a doctor

can know.”

“You cleaned and bandaged me as well,” I say. “And carried me for many miles, but what about

you?”

“I was lucky,” he answers indifferently. He lifts his hand to show one finger taped to another.

“A broken finger and some nasty burns on my back. I’ve had worse in the sparring ring back in Spring

Town.”

“I’ll just hold you back, Damian,” I say quietly.

“Everyone holds me back,” he says smiling. He hands me a pill and a bottle of water.

“It’s nice being your patient,” I say getting suddenly groggy.

“It will help with the ribs, some Exodus magic,” he says. “And it might prevent infection.”

I take the pill. Almost immediately Damian sticks a needle in my arm.

“Ouch,” I say but a moment later I feel light as the air. Floating. He has tricked me. He has given

me a sedative, one of those that make you forget any unpleasant experience you might go through

while under their influence. Doc had a short supply of them. There must be plenty on Exodus.

I have a vague sensation of pressure on my thigh. My head feels heavy. I can barely keep my

eyes open. I drift off in a land of tranquility.

When I open my eyes again, I’m inside a small, musty cave with something soft tucked under my

head. Damian’s jacket. I look around the small space and I cannot find him. He must be outside,

plotting our next move.

I try to sit up as gently as possible. I know that the pain is there but I do not feel it. I look down at my leg that’s been bandaged from the knee up. I feel more myself than the last few times I was

conscious. Maybe because I slept for a long time and Damian hasn’t loaded me with drugs.

He walks in carrying a blanket and a pillow. “Good, you’re awake,” he says with a smile.

“How long have I been out?”

“A day, more or less.”

“Are we safe? You covered our tracks?” I say.

“As best as I could,” he says. “No telling what kind of bloodhounds those wrinkly bastards

might have though.”

There’s glistening sweat mixed with caked blood on his brow and arms. He keeps pacing about,

examining the small amount of supplies he found in the pod or peeping outside through the mouth of

the cave.

“What’s next?” I say.

“We wait,” he says with his gaze still trained on the outside world.

“Because of me,” I say. “I am the kiss of death. It’s only a matter of time before I get you killed

too.”

“I could use a little rest myself,” he says and plops down next to me.

“You fool. You haven’t slept since we left Exodus.” I glare at him which makes him smile like

an idiot. I wrap the blanket around my shoulders and try to prop myself up with the support of the

pillow. He notices my efforts and comes to my rescue placing the pillow against the wall to support

me.

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