Sinking Sickness: Chapter 13.Innovation.“You’re still too sloppy; isn’t as easy as it looks now is it?”Link would cast a glance over his shoulder at those words knowing they weren’t for him but, instead, for Linda. Zaria and the woman both currently stood knee-deep in the river at the shallows where fishing tended to be good. Linda had fumbled yet another fishing attempt and, growling, she paused to give Zaria a dark look. Zaria, however, just kept a steady gaze on the woman. When Linda didn’t resume her training the dark-skinned female would snort and turn away.“Starve if you like then. I already cleared my conscious when I dragged your sorry hide from the river and saved you from sun poisoning.”“Well you have claws; mine are nothing like yours. So instead of getting so damn testy when I’m trying to learn something you should either give me some real advice or shut up. ” Linda growled again, her tone tart with anger, and Link couldn
Sinking Sickness: Chapter 12.Zaria.Somewhere between the shadows of unconsciousness and the limitless realm of dreams Link lingered; pain every so often announcing itself though if it was real had yet to be determined. Gradually, painstakingly, he found it within himself to stir. He felt so stiff; his head heavy and his body zapped of all strength. This couldn’t be death, could it? With a grimace he would force his eyes open; or at least he thought he did. Nothing. There was only inky darkness yawning before him and he’d try again. No they were definitely open. Was he blind?“Oh so you are awake. At least that’s one of you.”An unfamiliar female voice would fill the blackness, causing Link to twitch and his lip to curl mildly. He felt edgy; threatened. He couldn’t move much less see; granted what he’d just tried to escape from it was hard to feel secure until he knew for certain he was truly clear of Darus and his pack. Who was this woman? Images of the river came
20. FortitudeEver bleeds a heartThat wishes no twist or scarsSuch care beyond pain.
Sinking Sickness: Chapter 11.Into the Sunlight.“Wake up, Link. The hunting party has just returned.”Nelia’s voice was cold in his ears and, grunting awake from an exhausted sleep, Link debated laying there and ignoring the summons. He would at least open his eyes though he continued to lay there on his side, half huddled in a ball for warmth and a glare set towards the stone wall instead of facing the woman behind him. This place was puny and damp; the air stale and the walls lined with evidence that he wasn’t the first person to be held prisoner here. He slept alone and was held in confinement here nearly all hours except for brief periods of time when he was let out to use the restroom and to be shown as an example during meals.On top of that it had been nearly a week since his fight with Darus but his body still hurt badly and even though he was healing faster than normal his wounds were still problematic. His strength was taking its time to return; especially since he refused to