Obviously I need to schedule these Friday posts in advance. I got busy with the holidays and completely forgot to get my Friday posts up. So have one last story for 2016. I’ll do my best to pre-schedule everything for 2017. Happy New Years everyone!
Sisters in Conflict
Badra and Rida had spent years fishing the moonlit seas together but their relationship was as unstable as their tiny fishing boat adrift in a gale. Badra had done her best for her sister. They had a home. They had work. There was hope for the future.
Rida was not satisfied. All the silent resentment and worry that they had carefully avoided over the years came to a head when their nets pulled up a Moon of the Sea. The rare deadly fish promised wealth beyond their wildest dreams. It threatened to destroy them both at the same time.
Moon of the Sea is a story of family, sisters and finding what matters to you in the midst of dire emergencies.
Moon of the Sea
“Good catch,” Rida grunted as she hauled on the nets.
The moon hung overhead, stained red by the summer fires blazing in the hills. Badra ignored her. Her hands burned from the salt coating the nets sinking into the rope burns and tiny cuts layered over her palms. In front of them fish jumped and splashed, churning the water’s surface as they attempted to escape the net’s tightening embrace.
She could have sworn that she smelled the fishes’ fear, tasted their desperation as the water slipped away from them only to cram them next to their fellows. Scales rubbing against each other, eyes rolling, flippers flailing at the emptiness where water should be; they flailed desperately as they tried to find their way back to the ocean that was their home. Badra blinked and shook her head hard.
Romanticizing the fish they needed to survive was foolish, especially with Rida by her side. Sister or not, Rida was never and would never be her ally by her own choice. Rida frowned at her, eyes quicksilver bright in the darkness of the night. Moon-fishing had never been her favored work. She far preferred the sunlit fish, larger and stronger, caught on rod and reel.
“Focus,” Badra snarled at her. “Don’t let the nets slack.”
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