Excerpt from Sanora (#1)

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Science Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
Excerpt from my future novel Sanora that I plan on writing shortly after the completion of Revelance

Submitted: June 19, 2014

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"So you would be willing to throw away your entire life solely for the means of keeping secrets from me?" said the O.R.A Colonel as he sat down at the table in front of Vendel.

The Colonel had on a jacket with a strange symbol that Vendel had never seen before. For some reason, he just couldn't stop staring at it. It was a bird that was apparently flying, but upside down.

"Does the symbol on your jacket represent how you do things?" Vendel said with a smirk on his face.

The Colonel smiled. "You can continue to make smart remarks all you want, but I can assure you that it will get you nowhere" 

The Colonel bent down to get something out of his bag. When he sat back up, in hand was a container of water. He sat the container in the center of the table and opened the lid.

"Now," the Colonel said, "Let's get down to business".

The Colonel took off the glove from his right hand and sat it next to the container.He held up his index finger to reveal a minor scratch that had turned into a scab.

"They say your man with healing powers,"

"Im also a man with feelings and pain and grief. Do you know what it's like to have your family taken away from you and murdered for no reason?" Vendel asked.

"I know how you feel" the Colonel replied.

"No you don't"

"I don't? And why's that?" the Colonel asked.

"Because if you did you wouldn't be working for... them" Vendel replied while looking back at the guards standing next to the door.

"Fine," said the Colonel. "Then don't think of me as an enemy just because you despise the people that I work for. Think of me as your frien-"

"You're not my friend," Vendel interrupted.

"Just pretend that I am. Please for just five minutes I need you too cooperate with me,"

The Colonel sat back and let out a deep sigh. He then sat back up and cleared his throat with the intention of giving Vendel more reasons to cooperate.

"You know, this reminds me of a story that an old friend of mine told me" said the Colonel. "There was once a fishing boat made up of 6 men. The boat was a decent size. Not too big, but not too small. The boat was great, but the captain on the other hand, not so much. He was a very rude and selfish man who wasn't necessarily a people-person. And do you want to know what the worst part about it was? He was lazy. Which is, hands down, the worst possible trait a worker can have besides being a drug-dealer or a kleptomaniac or even a drug-dealing kleptomaniac.

The boat had a cabin in it, but the only one who was allowed access to this cabin, was the captain himself. So, one late afternoon, the men had gone out on the boat and the captain decided that it was good idea for him to take a nap. He specifically asked everyone on the boat to not interrupt him during his nap.

Well, while the captain was in the middle of his beauty-sleep, one of the fishermen on the boat fell into the water. He didn't know how to swim and was having trouble staying afloat. One of the men on the boat asked everyone if any of them knew how to swim and it turnes out, none of them did, at all. They tried to wake the captain to see if he knew how to swim, but every time they attempted to wake him he yelled at everyone as loud as he could to leave him alone.

Eventually, it got to the point where one of the men finally decided to jump in and attempt to save the drowning sailor. He tried as hard as he could to stay afloat, but couldn't manage to do it either. When the captain woke up, he noticed that his crew was nowhere to be found. All the men on the boat died trying to save each other from drowning. None of the men on the boat knew how to swim. None of the men, except for the captain that is"

"So is this story some sort of dragged out metaphor you made up to try and get me to do whatever you want me to do?" Vendel asked.

"The point I'm trying to make is this: if you fail to do something you could've easily done, nothing good will come out of it and your consequences from there on out will only continue to get worse the more you fail to do it,"

The Colonel lifted his right hand, held out his scabbed index finger and put it in the water-filled container.

"So what do you say Vendel? Can you cooperate?"

Vendel mimicked the Colonel and did the same thing. In just a matter of seconds, the scratch on the Colonels finger disappeared.

"Satisfied?" Vendel asked. 

The Colonel removed his finger from water shortly after Vendel did and began examining it closely.

"Yes" the Colonel said while smiling.

"Good" said Vendel. He flipped the side of the container that was facing him and spilt the water all over the Colonel.

"You are really testing my patience" said the aggravated Colonel.

"I know how you feel," Vendel replied. "In fact, while I think more about how you feel, I'm going to take a nap. Please make sure to not interrupt me"

 

 

 

 


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