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A Generals Daughter
Savar approached the door just as the doctor was leaving. General Keen was already in the room with her. Standing over her as she slept.
He stepped up next to Keen and they stood in silence for a moment. The beeps of the equipment she was hooked up to were the only sound.
"I see you found a candidate." Savar broke the silence.
"Yes, I have." Keen seemed agitated.
"And Vell, she agreed to this. She knows what she's doing?"
"Vell is a soldier of Youth, she will do as she has been ordered by her general."
Savar sighed, "She is more than a soldier, Keen. She is your daughter." His voice shook at the last word.
They both ignored that fact, for the moment.
"You have no idea what it is like. To raise a child Savar, do not patronize me."
Savar picked up Vells charts and began to read them, or more pretended to read them.
Keen continued standing over her, a look of worry on his face. He began to stroke her jet black hair as she slept. He could almost feel more wrinkles grow onto his aged face, especially seeing his young vibrant daughter sleeping.
Savar changed the subject. "You believe this is our best choice of action? Given the circumstances. We've received confirmation. The Gateways. They have been activated. They are coming. Perhaps we should put this business with the...vigilantes to rest. For the time being."
Keen sighed. "These 'vigilantes' they steal our weapons, our food. They weaken us. If we are to win this war, we cannot stand for it. They must be dealt with. Now."
Keen could feel Savars eyes piercing his backside, but he dared not turn to face him. He was both annoyed and feared what he might find in his old friends stare.
Savar gently set down the clipboard holding Vells information and began to the door.
"She may want to know." He stopped before exiting.
"Know what?" Keens agitation was boiling to the surface.
"That she is your daughter." He paused. "She deserves to know who is sending her to her death."
He left without another word giving Keen time to contemplate his next move.
Dialogue
So General Keen and Savar are my oldear characters in the story. They usually have words with one another and it's usually not pleasant. They end up trying to manipulate one another using just words, and often end up sounding like one another in my dialogue.
I know...it's damn frustrating as their writer.
But I try to separate them with their emotions. Keen is easier to set off and Savar knows just how to do it.
Soon I'll try and post just what Keen is sending dear daughter, Vell, to do :)
Please post any feedback, good or bad is welcomed.
Nice writing
Makes me want to read more. You have a nice style. I write a lot on my phone, layout looks fine. Keep writing computer or not! Just wanted to let you know i read your piece and enjoyed the snippet from your SciFi.
Debbie
Thank you. I really
Thank you. I really appreciate it :) ♡
And, I will.