It had been ages since I’d been included in a conversation. I started to tell the men my Keepers knew how to build a transport and stopped mid sentence. For the last long time I’d been heavily chastised for interrupting.

“Why do you talk and then stop, Ciara?“ Master Kein asked pulling me onto his lap. “Did you forget what you had planned to say?”

“No, Master Kein,” I answered embarrassed, “the Keepers don’t Like to hear me talk most of the time. They only like to talk to one another.

I’m trying to learn not to interrupt.”

“We will speak with them,” Master Damien said patting my head, “we wish you to be happy.

“It really doesn’t matter, Master Damien, I’m only happy when I’m with you all. I don’t care about talking to them,” I freely admitted.

men relaxed sitting around the fire. They told me about

run a compound and how to control

on all the different types

know everything about everyone contained in

‘s L I B

sold each afternoon to a different group of women. The women were different from what the men were used to. They

Talking about their new life

could dance for you. I don’t really need the music anyhow. Would you like to see

had forgotten our surprise. Would you like to be

and excited. This whole day had been

I heard them bustle in and out of

and watched me as his fingers deftly moved over a small stringed instrument. I leapt to my feet and

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