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.

relaxed sitting around the fire. They told me about their

a compound and how to control the

the different types of slaves

to know everything about everyone contained in the village they

G E L A ‘s L I B R A

sold each afternoon to

sat and looked into the fire. Talking about their new life seemed to depresses them. I couldn’t stand to

I could dance for you. I don’t really need the

had forgotten our surprise. Would you

confused and excited. This whole day had been a surprise, of course I didn’t

fire and close my eyes. I heard them bustle in and

shot open when the first chords were played. Master Kein sat beside the fire and watched me as his fingers deftly moved over

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