Aftershocks: Ice Planet Barbarians: A Slice Of Life Short Story - Plot & Excerpts
Even though the sa-khui make use of all parts of the animals we hunt, we have lost much of what we owned. The tent that Georgie has claimed as ours is small and barely big enough for the two of us to squeeze into. Add in that Pacy is sleeping with us tonight, as well as Esha? It is very…crowded. Georgie puts a finger to her lips as I open the tent and join her. It is late, and the fire is dying down. One of the hunters will stay up all night to keep watch over the camp and ensure that the fires remain burning to frighten off any curious metlaks. Everyone else is going to sleep and try to forget for a few hours. I would like to forget, myself. And I can think of no better place to do this than in my mate’s arms. She is curled up in the furs, an enticing sight. I strip off my leathers and tug off my boots, not an easy task given that I cannot stand upright. My mate checks on the kits—all three bundled together on the side of our furs, and then holds a hand out to me.
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