Sarama; Kirtida Series

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Historical Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

Sarama, a woman back from the cave man times, has endured her family of four being brutally murdered, and being taken hostage by the very same man. Upon discovering months after her capture that she is pregnant, a new ability rises within her as she gains the courage to flee for her life, and the life of her baby. Where she will soon discover that she is not the only one of her kind.

Chapter 1 (v.1) - Sarama; Kirtida Series

Submitted: November 18, 2015

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The wind blew savagely outside our home. The cave provided us with shelter, protection from the savage wind. I wrapped my youngest, my son, in one of my husband’s furs, though there was less wind in the cave, a chill still traveled through and raised the hairs on the back of our necks. Goosebumps rose over my skin, but we only had three extra furs, and I had wrapped one around each child. Our two daughters, then our youngest, our son. My husband and I left to keep ourselves warm. He came up behind me and gently wrapped his arms around me in a warm embrace, seeing the chills up and down my arms. Wanting to keep me warm. “I’ll go get some firewood.” Alcaeus spoke softly into my ear, giving me a soft kiss on the cheek before pulling away and walking out of the cave and into the wind. I turned to Leto, our oldest daughter. “Leto” I spoke softly so only she could hear, “you and your brother and sister should get some rest. Go help your sister get ready, I’ll tend to Farid.” Leto quietly walked over to Uilani, our middle child, and helped her set up their bed. I turned and scooped up Farid, who was only 5 years old. “Alright big guy, time to get you some rest.” I said kissing his forehead softly. Farid gave no complaint, his eyes looking up at me tiredly. He was ready for some sleep. I carried him over to his bed and set him down as I prepared it for him to lay upon. He sat and watched me silently, with a tired glaze over his eyes, waiting for me to finish. I brushed over the fur with my hands to get any dirt off that I could, then gently laid him down and put the fur that was once wrapped around him for warmth over him as I would a blanket. Before standing, I leaned over and kissed his forehead. “Rest well.” I whispered softly. I could see the corners of his mouth curve up into a small, tired smile. “I love you, mom.” Farid whispered sweetly, closing his eyes and nestling under the fur blanket. I smiled. “I love you too, Farid.” I whispered and gently left him to sleep, and stepped over to Uilani and Leto. Kneeling down next to them to give them each a goodnight kiss on the cheek. “Sleep well you two.” I whispered, careful to not wake Farid. They each give me a smile as they closed their eyes and huddled close under the fur blankets and slowly falling asleep. Alcaeus came back moments later carrying a large stack of firewood, his muscles tensed up from the cold wind as he laid the wood down and focused on starting a fire to keep us all warm. Alcaeus wasn’t home often, it was usually Leto, Uilani, Farid, and I. But he took care of us. He provided us with food, found us shelter, and always found a means to keep us all alive and well. When he was home, he did his best to show each of us how much he cared, and I considered myself fortunate to have him. My father was never this kind to my mother, or my sister and I. Not many men were. And when I first saw Alcaeus, I could tell he was different, and it drew me to him. And by pure chance he was drawn to me as well. Love wasn’t very common among couples or families, but it blossomed here in this one. Most families came together purely to reproduce, gain in numbers. But I was proud to see that this family, my family, was different. Alcaeus got the fire going steadily, and then came over to me. I was standing next to the entrance of our small cave and looking out at the wind-blown world outside. The cold causing small bumps to rise on my skin and shivers to run through me. He wrapped his arms around me as he came up behind me, holding me close to kiss my forehead affectionately as I turned my head to look up at him. I closed my eyes and smiled, feeling his warm lips as they gently touched my cold forehead. “Hey” I said softly, opening my eyes and looking up at him. He turned me to face him and stayed silent, pulling me close as he held me in his warm embrace. I closed my eyes and leaned into him, smiling, just enjoying having him close. He was home. “I missed you.” I whispered as I gently pressed my cheek against his chest. Alcaeus tilted my chin up toward him, his lips danced with a smile as he looked into my eyes. Then leaned in and kissed my lips softly. My arms slid up and around his neck and I held him close, smiling against his surprisingly warm, soft lips. He slipped an arm down under my knees and scooped me up, carrying me over to our bed. I lay, nestled up next to Alcaeus, when I jumped awake to Leto’s scream. Before it went completely silent. “Leto-!” I stood to rush over to her, to the children, but froze seeing a large figure standing over them. Holding a bloodied stone blade in his hand, beneath him were my children, and now I could see it. The blood was theirs. Grief struck me so hard I couldn’t even cry. I couldn’t breathe. I looked down to Alcaeus, who was still laying there. Wondering why he hadn’t moved to attack this intruder who had just murdered our children. Then I saw it, his blood. His body was cold. Tears slipped uncontrollably down my cheeks, my entire body shook violently with silent sobs, and I looked up to the man who’d killed my family. He now stood over me, grinning eerily. “Now there’s no one to get between us.” I felt as if I couldn’t move. My grief overwhelming me, turning to hatred. Hatred toward this man. “What makes you think I’d ever be with someone like you.” I spoke harshly, my voice hoarse as I couldn’t hide the emotion behind every word. I slowly got to my feet, looking him in the eyes, “Do you honestly think, that you won’t regret doing this? Killing my family? The people I loved more than anything else. The people I’d die for.” He reached to grab my wrist roughly, I clenched my fist. I couldn’t even look at him anymore. I looked away in disgust, but knew that there was no way I could take on this man. No matter how much I may want to. “Little lady, doesn’t seem like you have many options, now does it.” His voice smug, and he wrapped an arm around my waist and jerked me against him roughly. I closed my eyes and clenched my jaw. “You’re mine. You understand that?” “I belong to no one. Least of all you-” Smack. The back of his hand hit me across my face hard enough to knock me to my knees. “You belong to me.” The man said harshly. I stayed down. He roughly grabbed my arm and lifted me to my feet, turning my face to his forcibly. “Look at me.” And I did, reluctantly. He dragged me behind him, forcing me to leave the bodies of my loved ones behind. Not even able to give them the proper burial they deserved. I couldn’t cry for them, and I couldn’t mourn. There was no way for me to show the melancholy feeling I held inside. And I couldn’t get away from the man who’d killed my family. He dragged me to his camp, his home. Shoved me down upon his fur bed, and did as he pleased. My soul too broken with loss to put up a fight. Despair in the life ahead of me. Months passed in that cold, dark, and lonely cave. This unknown attacker became my caretaker. Taking me on as if I was his wife, having had no wife before he killed my family. And as they did I realized that I was pregnant. I slowly began to show, and I grew scared of how the man who held me would react. Because I knew that this child wasn’t his. This was a child from Alcaeus. And my captor might try to kill the child once it was born. I knew it was time for me to leave. To run. I had no choice.


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