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<strong>Eye</strong> <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> <strong>Ocean</strong> – <strong>Book</strong> 3: Ji’Jin <strong>Station</strong><br />
“I don't know. My last memory is <strong>of</strong> hearing <strong>the</strong> old mo<strong>the</strong>r score <strong>the</strong> earth. I<br />
turned my spear to avoid harming her, and <strong>the</strong>n you were throwing clay at me a<br />
few moments ago.”<br />
The few steps to join him were hard won. “How do you keep your mind from<br />
hearing your body?”<br />
“Oimit, I don't know.”<br />
Her breaths were shallow and rapid, her Clan marks pale crosshatches under<br />
<strong>the</strong> layer <strong>of</strong> dirt. She must have started <strong>the</strong> last journey while she had sat<br />
watching him; <strong>the</strong>re had been no pain <strong>the</strong>n, not even <strong>of</strong> memory. “Tu'pin, you're<br />
being deliberately stupid. Your body can't forget. You sucked air, your hearts<br />
continued to beat, <strong>the</strong>se things at least, even in a...” She took a deeper breath<br />
and managed to say <strong>the</strong> impossible. “Even during ertin'alli, a freeborn doesn't<br />
cease to exist. Think, damn it!”<br />
He didn't have an answer but <strong>the</strong> one he had given: a mystery. “Come with<br />
me, Oimit.” He touched <strong>the</strong> Clan marks again, and her eyes, <strong>the</strong> rich blue pure<br />
and seemingly bottomless, even now. “You might survive and if you don't I'll sit<br />
with you a while. As you said, death is a lonely place for one.”<br />
When she didn't answer, he left her. The Sourrin freehold, he thought,<br />
regardless. When she caught up, she had <strong>the</strong> fea<strong>the</strong>r in her good hand, trailing it<br />
behind her.<br />
The veil was <strong>the</strong> color <strong>of</strong> dried blood - and still high - by <strong>the</strong> time <strong>the</strong>y reached<br />
<strong>the</strong> start <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> Mouth. The freehold was on <strong>the</strong> o<strong>the</strong>r side <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> narrow line <strong>of</strong><br />
peaks, a shelf settlement carved out an old stone blow, a jagged tooth broken <strong>of</strong>f<br />
near <strong>the</strong> base. The small caves had water <strong>of</strong> marginal quality; he remembered<br />
that detail from a patrol survey he had checked while planning <strong>the</strong> hunt. They<br />
weren't a'Genn affiliated freeborn, not worth <strong>the</strong> bo<strong>the</strong>r, land or breeding.<br />
A fresh blow filled <strong>the</strong> pass he had hoped to take and new teeth chewed <strong>the</strong><br />
veil, moisture running in <strong>the</strong> seams from <strong>the</strong> heat <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> stone piercing <strong>the</strong> sasiweb.<br />
The wet was temping, a trial <strong>of</strong> sense over <strong>the</strong> rise <strong>of</strong> instinct. Caustic, it<br />
would quench <strong>the</strong>ir thirst <strong>the</strong>n kill slowly.<br />
Oimit didn't mention his mistake; <strong>the</strong> new blow would have had to be in <strong>the</strong><br />
survey. They circled <strong>the</strong> hot ground slowly, into <strong>the</strong> older Mouth, all her attention<br />
given to keeping one foot in front <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> o<strong>the</strong>r. The only help she would allow was<br />
to let him walk ahead and break path. The surface was treacherous.<br />
He heard her fall and went back.<br />
She was breathing. “Let me carry you,” he whispered into her ear.<br />
In a faint hiss: “To <strong>the</strong> column, you're exposed here.”<br />
A long time between each breath as he held her, waiting for <strong>the</strong> next. There<br />
were shadows around <strong>the</strong>m in <strong>the</strong> night; he raised yuin sight to watch <strong>the</strong> virmiti<br />
play around <strong>the</strong> stark peaks. They hunted in <strong>the</strong> lower reaches <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> falling veil.<br />
And were hunted.<br />
Laurel Hickey www.2morrow.bc.ca