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| I feel so awkward. This late in my pregnancy I could honestly say that I would never do this again. But I know I will be expected to. We've got to figure out quite a few things still, but that will come. Right now the important thing is to keep those that are most outraged about my abduction calmed down. They want to go after those who held me, and that would accomplish nothing. I'm sure that we will never again encounter them. The second day of my captivity I saw little of my captors. The leader came to see me once, but I didn't say much to him and he left. After that I only saw my guards, when they brought me meals. The meals were always the same. Some kind of meat floating in what seemed to be a mix between water and gravy of some sort. Lots of grease too. If I wasn't entertaining the thought of possibly escaping, I wouldn't have eaten the crap they served me. But I needed to keep up my strength. Both for the chance of escape, and for the child I carried inside myself. The third day the leader again came in to see me. I never did learn his name. He watched me for a while, as he had the day before, before saying anything. "How are you feeling today?" He glanced over at the corner I had been using for the neccesary. "Feel up to a walk? We can have your hut cleaned while we're out." I got awkwardly to my feet then. The thought of getting out of the hut was welcome. Both for the chance to get away from the smell, and for the chance that I might be able to escape. He took a firm hold on my arm and led me out. I got my first good look at the rude village I was being held in. The other men there were filthy. With the end of modern civilization it seemed that they had lost the desire to bathe. The looks I received from them made my skin crawl. At first I looked around to see the best escape route. My captor obviously had some idea of what I was thinking. Several of his men fell in around us, cutting off all hope of escape for the time. "You'll come to realize that this is a good place to live. We're still young here. These huts are only temporary, as is this site for our town. We are fifty three strong here, but there are more of us now working on our new town, where we will have more permanenet buildings. You will be moved there later this week I believe, for your own good. I have sent a runner to see how things go, and when he returns you will be transferred. Don't worry for your safety. My men know that I am going to be the first to father a child on you. I will probably father several before turning you over to them. It is worth their lives to touch you, cause they will find themselves without their pitiful little lives if they so much as touch you. So don't worry about that." He gestured around the filthy huts, and the filthy men. "You will come to know them as I have, and you will come to acknowledge them as your family. You are the first woman to join us, and you will gain much status from that. Can your current community offer you that? You are only one of many true?" "There is more important things to life than power," I informed him. "No, there isn't," And that was the end of our conversation. We walked around the huts a few times more, and then I was returned to my hut, which had thankfully been cleaned out. In the corner I had chosen as the place for the necessary, to put it nicely, was a crude bowl carved out of a rather large chunk of wood. A few times that day my guard came into the hut to empty it if neccesary. It made my living conditions slightly better, as I didn't have to live with such an awful stench as much. The day is still young, and I must go to see Robert. I still find it weird to have such a young child examining me. Although he is now fourteen, and looking at it another way, only fourteen. He is the best of the trainees, although I believe that he has been named a master healer. The young child is a genious, although I know for sure you must have realized that by now. Anyhow, I ramble on needlesly. I must go. More tomorrow. Christine |
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