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With this, chuckling, responding in kind, the company began to disperse to the various huts. The Commander approached Kalus, shook his hand, and apologized personally, while the hill-man repeated his own contrition. At last, looking down, Kalus found himself seated at the table alone, his thoughts as dark and empty as the place itself. Sylviana had been ashamed of him.
Hate the men of that time if you want; sometimes I do myself. But not the women. God love them..... 'She has the right to bear a child, Sylviana, and to choose that child's father. Think about that the next time you find yourself hating her, or despising the blessed and innocent life that now grows inside her. I don't think you'll have the heart to hate her then. Not in your worst moments.
I am strong, Sylviana, but not, I think, in the way he wanted. 'Go on. Again he struggled. 'I draw no pleasure from the hunt. I don't understand. To my people it is the proudest and most important thing they do. But to me it is often ugly, and I kill only to live. Also. . there are times when I do not want to be aggressive. Like now.
'It's all right, she began again, turning back to her human companion. 'He won't hurt you. The wolf is my friend. 'Yes, answered Kalus without thinking. 'I know him well 'Sylviana! he stammered. 'I speak! My mind is all around me. How can these things be? 'I'm not sure, she replied honestly. 'But I'm grateful for your company all the same.
As the man-child looked on and felt lost. At length she grew quieter. Kalus lifted her in his willing arms, and despite all objections, carried her himself to a bed in the cool darkness of one of the huts. All that afternoon Sylviana remained in the hut, sleeping, drinking fruit juice, and luxuriating in the incredible comfort of a real bed.
For to him Man was not the only, or even the most important species on the planet, let alone the center of the Universe, and sole concern of the Nameless. It was perhaps for this reason that he had not been shocked when Sylviana told him that the Earth revolved around the Sun, and not the other way around, or that the stars were themselves suns, parenting similar worlds of their own.
Take solid hold of the paddle; we've got to keep the boat running straight. Half stunned, hardly knowing where she was, Sylviana obeyed him. She made the whimpering pup lie down, and bound her securely. Then with shaking hands she tied the waist-rope about herself. She straightened and took hold of the shaft, both knuckles and face turning coldly white. She glimpsed at Kalus, who nodded gravely.
Still on the shore, Sylviana stood incredulous. The boy must have seen it. Had he really grabbed hold of the fin, or had she just imagined it? Her eyes detecting motion farther out, once more she beheld the impossible pairing. This time there could be no doubt. A young boy, perhaps twelve or thirteen, had resurfaced with his mount, a massive killer whale.
His love with Sylviana had been simple and direct, a beautiful and necessary outgrowth of their world. Now their reality had been altered, and something precious lost. Had she known for one minute the vicious hatred that he held for her, or the imminent danger of the course she was now pursuing, she would have fled from him and never looked back.
'Is that what the voice in the mirror was trying to tell me? 'I thought you had forgotten. 'I do not forget, Sylviana. And I think of things more than you know. I am not one of the lesser animals. I am only different from you. 'I'm sorry. Again she hung her head. 'Don't be sorry for things that are not wrong. You have your sorrows and I have mine. Do not think of it now.
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