Requiem For Anthi: Anthi - Book Two - Plot & Excerpts
Dreams of drone labor in the steaming slop pits on Dix IV. Dreams of being hunted down by city patrollers, of not being able to run fast enough, of being held back and trapped, helpless and quaking, a shard of stolen metal clutched ready in his hand, the tremor of his heartbeat thudding out of control… Asan sat up with a choked cry. “No, you flins! You won’t take me!” “Noble leiil.” A strong hand gripped Asan’s shoulder, shaking him. Asan blinked, coming abruptly out of the dream. He frowned at Saar’s ugly face inches from his own. Saar’s scarlet eyes burned into his. “Noble leiil?” “Yes.” Asan lifted an unsteady hand. “I’m all right. It was just a dream. A…” His voice trailed off and he stared past Saar, only now taking in the stone walls around them. There was very little illumination coming from a smelly torch burning just outside the barred opening in the cell door, and in the gloom he saw a metal cot identical to the one he was lying on and a short metal stool.
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