Yesterday, 5:47 AM
LOL seriously!
aiman nodded. he had seen the congregating at the mouth of that den; he had seen the chieftain scrape it into place and had witnessed others place charms around the shelter. now meleys wanted the same for herself. he wondered why she had taken no mate. there were more men than women in the saatsine. she had many choices and had made none, aiman thought as he moved to heed her words.
it was odd to hear her heavy accent curve around words he could understand. came wondering now, that she did not insist upon his use of lanzadoii. but mind diverted to tasks. aiman started the first excavation and clawed his way down into the surface of the dirt.
it was slow work, work to twist the muscles and make his back cramp. but under the darkfang's watchful eye, he went on and on, mounding walls and pushing away heaps of discard, until a shape at last started to take form.
the work might have been enjoyable in another context. but aiman was a slave, and so the only context for him was to labor beneath duress, doing the tasks he felt a husband should be performing for the gravid woman wearing such cold eyes.
it was odd to hear her heavy accent curve around words he could understand. came wondering now, that she did not insist upon his use of lanzadoii. but mind diverted to tasks. aiman started the first excavation and clawed his way down into the surface of the dirt.
it was slow work, work to twist the muscles and make his back cramp. but under the darkfang's watchful eye, he went on and on, mounding walls and pushing away heaps of discard, until a shape at last started to take form.
the work might have been enjoyable in another context. but aiman was a slave, and so the only context for him was to labor beneath duress, doing the tasks he felt a husband should be performing for the gravid woman wearing such cold eyes.