Canaan by David Salvi

Canaan by David Salvi

Author:David Salvi [Salvi, David]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781717849984
Publisher: Vero Creative LLC
Published: 2020-03-25T22:00:00+00:00


End of Entry.

Oscar Marian

CHAPTER 13

MOTUS ISLAND BUZZED. People cheered and energized the military procession. Drum skins bonged in the distance at their loudest. Everywhere you saw red flags of all shapes and sizes flying wildly, some frayed at the ends as makeshift flags made out of sheer pride, all with the Motus symbol—a hollow green pentagram.

The pentagram was more of a curse than jubilation for Chris. Most of the Motus members tattooed the symbol to a place on their body in a deep green ink. But Chris has it painfully tattooed in his mind and heart as a final image before his mother died in his arms in their tiny apartment in the middle of Canaanite City. It felt more like a slap in the face than a call for victory.

In the history of Motus, not one military procession was this decorated or abundant with hope and joy. At least that’s what Wallock told Chris. He had a way of being hyperbolic, but you enjoyed the storytelling.

With this particular one, soldiers thought shedding blood would bring peace. Citizens left behind, for being too young or too old for battle, applauded knowing some, if not many, may not return to the island and atoll, their haven of safety and pure freedom.

The soldiers banged their armor with knives and guns and shouted. Their boots stomped the ground like a rebellious earthquake looking to shake the inner cores of its victims.

Citizens smiled without fear.

Dignitaries praised the bravery and valor of their fine warriors of justice. Labeled them heroes before stepping on the battlefield.

And Riley, at the helm of the army, nodded at citizens with a face of supreme confidence. She was outfitted as an armored soldier, decorated with rank on the sides of her shoulders in the form of engraved and golden pentagrams. She’d slow her pace and the force behind her would follow, as well as a cacophony of screams from the crowd.

Chris, set to board the second vessel, followed in the ranks of soldiers. Lavik took lead in front of him and their group of tower siegers. It was this group that was slated to shift the tide of centuries-long disputes.

As he walked through the procession, Chris spotted Olivia in the front of a pack of screaming citizens—who acted more like adoring fans of celebrity. She had a bright, wide smile across her face and electric eyes that instilled a foreign strength into Chris’s body. He instinctually glared back with confidence by squinting his eyes, puffing his chest, and walking taller and more erect. He nodded at fans, but reverted back to Olivia. Chris found her giggling at his postured manliness, and he snickered back. They caught eyes and remembered their feelings in the library that ignited a passion for one another. He felt immortal at that moment. As did all the soldiers amid the pandemonium.

Chris drifted toward her, battling through the soldiers, clinking armor, and sending out empty apologies for the disruption. He nearly fell a time or two, at which Olivia giggled to herself.



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