Lethian's Bells (2 ratings) by Sharon Cullars
Page 3 of 3 Yes, at first she had been glad. But then he had told her who he was and why he
was here. They were on a reconnaissance mission - to study the devastation his
people had caused to this planet. As he explained it to her, he had almost
sounded apologetic, telling her that war was never kind and peace never long.
She had held her tongue, listening to her mother's voice inside her head:
"Survive, Leah."
She stood at his approach and brushed off the hot dirt. He was going to take
her beyond the Terkelian rings, beyond that beautiful blue planet which was the
only source of light on this now dark, cold planet.
He had gathered some dead plants to take back with him so that their
scientists could study the effectiveness of the bombs that had rained down on
her world.
She was beginning to understand why the Creator had left her alive. These
people sought to study her, to see why she had withstood their onslaught. They
thought they had won. She would let them continue to believe that...at least
for now. They thought themselves immuned to the poison now absorbed in her
every corpuscle, her fibre, her brain. She would prove them wrong.
He was handsome, this stranger from beyond the stars. But her heart was
closed, her duty laid out before her.
As she walked by his side back to the ship, she listened silently to the
bells singing to her for the last time. They were saying goodbye. They already
sounded alone, abandoned, their songs fading into the long night.
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