An old story

Posted: July 17, 2015 in Uncategorized

Permission is an old story set in my SO universe. It is available on Amazon, it was free the week of July 17-24, 2015.

Permission:  A long, long way to run

by

Cheryce Clayton

“Permission:  A long, long way to run” is published by Six Point Press

Copyright 2014 by Cheryce Clayton

All rights reserved. No part of this work may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including photocopying, recording or by any information storage and retrieval system, without the prior written permission of the Publisher, except for short quotes used for review or promotion.

Cover by Michael Shaudis

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Permission:  A long, long way to run

“We are a blunt people. Even our poetry is without music.” Tanma liked pronouncements like that, and I, their prisoner, would smile and nod my head.

That he wanted more from me, or at least something different, everyone in the small installation knew. What puzzled me was what he thought I could do for him.

“I have never liked poetry myself,” I answered, shifting my gaze from Tanma to the other’s without apology.  We spoke in English and I struggled to keep my accent flat and to use common words.

“But your people mix poetry and music together, Camille. I heard you.” Tanma again spoke before anyone else, and I smiled at him with a confirming nod.

“In singing, your voice is just another instrument and words the strings. It is music first and poetry second.” I looked away from Tanma, not being able to identify the question he kept shooting me from the depth of his black eyes and not willing to open my mind.

“We are a blunt people. Even our music has no poetry,” and he sighed before standing and walking away. The rest of the evening meal was silent as I ate my vegetables and tried not to see my captor’s plates.

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“You have a rapport with plants I envy.” Shento, one of Tanma’s mates, spoke as she shifted into my light. She, like the rest of the Delmiks on the planet, wore a full body containment suit during the day. I identified her by the small pink flower painted on the mirror of her chest.

“Hunger provides an excellent incentive,” I said. I looked from my reflection back down to the small dandelion plants I was trying to coax into growing faster. My shaved scalp was now shadowed by a halo of straight black hair that tried to frame my face.

“Renn completed her survey of your blood. It is her opinion that you could eat a few of our animals.” She struggled to kneel beside me, and I kept my mind sealed tight as she put her gloved hand on my shoulder. Still, some of her concern leaked through, just as Tanma’s burning question kept invading my mind.

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Thank you for reading.

I have a webcomic:

http://zombpocalypse.cartoonistsleague.org/

https://www.facebook.com/TalesfromtheZombieApocalypse

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I will be releasing new stories monthly, watch my Facebook for events, free stories, contests, and random rants

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