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Subject: {ASSM} Masters of the Arches  chapter 3
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Masters of the Arches
                     by Mandil

 

                     Chapter 3






Until now they had been walking in a region covered with many rocks
and just a few trees. But an hour after leaving their camping site of
the previous night, they stood at the very edge of a dark forest of
extremely high trees. None of them could Vincent identify, their
enormous trunks were covered with thick and scaly dark brown bark
while their deep green leaves were the size of the pages of a book.

The look of the place didn’t reassure him much. He told himself
that he would only go a few miles inside this sinister forest and then
he would turn back with or without Nika.

Their progress was difficult. All the time they had to walk around the
trees or clear away from the mounds in the ground that their many
roots was causing and it was impossible to walk in a straight line for
long. To make matters worse, the ground was littered with dead
branches and even fallen trees would block their patch once in a
while. After over an hour of difficult progress within the forest they
heard the breaking of small branches. The noise was very similar to
the sound made when someone was walking on dry branches on the ground.

They immediately took cover in the low foliage next to one of the
trees and they remained motionless for a while. Soon, not more than
fifty feet from where they were, a group of twenty to twenty five of
the ugly creatures that Nika had called Arons, appeared as they walked
in a single file. They were walking in a north-westerly direction
almost in the exact direction from which Vincent and Nika had come
from. The group was entirely made of adult males and aside from the
noises they made while walking, not a sound was heard from them.

They disappeared into the dense growth of the forest as quickly as
they had appeared. But before Vincent or Nika had a chance to get out
of their hiding place, a second group of Arons appeared. This time it
consisted of females and young ones. Vincent was surprised to see how
quiet they were. There was no talking whatsoever and no laughing or
running around from the children. It occurred to Vincent that if they
were on the move all the time as it seemed they were, their survival
depended on strict discipline and of course in making the least noise
possible when they moved from place to place. They must have had
enemies since they were much too careful and quiet. It was only
because of the unavoidable noises of the breaking branches that they
had heard them.

They both remained another ten minutes carefully hidden so as to make
sure than there were no more of  them coming their way. When they went
to the spot where they had last seen the Arons, there was a well used
path there. It went between the trees turning here and there, and by
its appearance it had been in used for a great many years judging by
the depth of the eroded ground of the trail.

That did it for Vincent. There was no way that he was going to go
further without being better prepared and also knowing more about the
dangers to be expected in this place. First he would have like to
questioned Nika about the topography of the terrain ahead of them, and
then he had no idea as to where she was trying to take him. He only
had three dozen bullets left for his rifle, and as for the food, it
was almost all gone now except for half a bag of biscuits and two
remaining cans.

He took her by the hand and he pulled her gently toward the general
direction of the north where he could still barely see the tip of the
mountain that marked his entrance in Nika’s world. It was his
intention to make her understand that this was where he wanted to go.
She resisted him and he could see fright written all over her face.
She then began to talk very fast in her language. Of course, there was
no way for him to understand her words but it was plain that she was
still trying to convince him to follow her.

When he realised that there was no use in insisting, he released her
hand and he began to walk toward the north on a path parallel to the
direction they had watched the Arons go. Even though he did hear her
shouting at him, he didn’t  bother to turn or look back, he just
kept on walking. After a minutes or so, she was back walking behind
him. There were no more protest from her and she followed him.

They proceeded toward the mountain by a different path, one that was
well off the trail of the Arons. That night they both slept in the
sleeping bag in a spot that was well hidden near a large rock. While
they were in the bag together Vincent had the impression that Nika was
doing all in her power to arouse him sexually, but he was much too
tired to pay attention to her advances.

When he woke up the next morning, he had his arm around her and one of
his hand was cupping her left breast. He had placed his hand there in
his sleep without even being aware of it.

They ate the last of the biscuits – Nika was crazy about them
– and drank water from the bottle he had filled from a small
stream they had passed the previous day. They were just about ready to
leave when Vincent noticed many small fragments sparkling on the
ground. Had he been on his world he would simply have dismissed it
since he would have concluded that it was caused by broken glass. But
there was no glass here; at least he had not seen any yet.

Bending down, he picked up a few of the shinning stones. Much to his
surprise, he realised that they were unpolished diamonds. Some were as
big as his thumb and there must have been thousands of them lying on
the ground just a few feet in front of the rock that they had choosen
to place their sleeping bag. Before leaving he did gather a few dozen
of them, he placed them in his knapsack while Nika watched him and
didn’t seemed to understand why he was placing stones in there.

Around noon of that day, they were almost at the base of the mountain
that hid the cave leading to his world. Nika was very nervous now and
she kept repeating over and over the word “vopa” as she
pointed toward the solitary mountain. Then by late afternoon they were
both standing in front of the entrance to the cave where was hidden
the arch.

Vincent then realised that he was going to have a problem to bring
Nika to his world and not frighten her to death in the process. His
intention was to get back again with her, but first he wanted to rest
for a while and also to  get more supplies and also plenty of
ammunition. During the few days that he intended to spend in his
cottage, it was his intention to teach Nika a few words of English so
that he could get informations from her.

They ate the last of the food in front of the cave with grapes still
on the vines which were hiding the entrance. While eating, he thought
of a way to get her across to his world without frightening her too
much. As soon as they were finished eating, he removed the ammunition
from is knapsack and he placed it over her head. He then guided her
inside the cave.

She didn’t protest, and he realised that she had complete trust
in him by now. He could feel her shaking in fright as he held her arm
and leading her directly toward the plate. They stepped on the plate
together.

By now he was holding her in his arms and he had to half carry her off
the plate as soon as the numb sensation disappeared. He next removed
the knapsack from over her head and he guided her toward the small
exit near the floor.

She was very surprised when she saw his house and while walking toward
it she kept pressing herself very close to him, as if seeking his
protection. As soon as they got inside Vincent had a look around so as
to see if everything was as it should be. Once he was satisfied that
everything was as he had left it, he sat in his favourite chair and by
mean of signs with his hand he invited her to sit on the couch next to
him.

It was now almost eleven in the morning and when they had eaten last
in front of the cave on Nika’s world; it had been late
afternoon. Of course to Vincent it was again one more proof that her
world was on a completely different star system than the Earth was.
Even if the sun shining over this other world was very comparable to
his own sun, the planet’s period of revolution was not the same
since the length of a day on her world was definitely shorter than the
length of a day on his own world. Judging by the two days of her
world’s time that he had spent there, and the difference in time
that his watch was showing, he estimated that her world had days of
approximately twenty hours. This, of course, was the ultimate proof
that the arch was transporting him on a completely different world.

As soon as he felt rested well enough, he started the generator. Then
taking two frozen steaks from the propane freezer, he cooked a good
meal for both of them. His freezer and stove were gas operated; so it
was not necessary for the generator to be on all the time. This is the
reason he would always stop the generator when he was away from the
house more than a couple of hours.

Nika was examining and touching all that she could see in the house.
Everything was so strange and mysterious to her. But it was the ice
cubes that he placed in her water that fascinated her the most. She
couldn’t help herself from taking one in her hand and laughing
loudly as  she felt the ice melting on her fingers and hand. It was
evident to Vincent that she had never seen ice before.

Seeing her going about completely naked in the house made him feel
uncomfortable. So he went into his room and he got her one of his
white T- shirts and a pair of navy beige shorts that he use to wear
when he was much younger. She was very pleased with both garments and
she considered them a present from him.

They  ate in silence and as soon as the meal was over he proceeded to
teach her a few English words. First he began by touching and naming
different parts of his face and his body. He next did the same thing
with some of the articles that they were going to need when he would
be back on her world. Things such as rifle, water, knife, and so on.

Vincent noticed that once she knew how to say the name of something,
she would never forget it. He was also greatly surprised by the speed
at which she was learning new words. He did try of course, to learn a
few words of her language, but it was very difficult for him since
some of the words would end with a high pitch pronunciation. He
discovered much later that the same word in her language had different
meanings depending on the intensity and pitch that it was pronounced.

A couple of hours after they finished eating, she was able to compose
a few very simple sentences.

That night they both slept in his bed since Nika insisted on sleeping
next to him. He tried to make her sleep in the spare bedroom, but she
wouldn’t stay there by herself and a few minutes after he would
leave the room, she would come back to his bed and curl next to him.

At last, he gave up and they both spent the night together.

The following morning while they were sitting at the table he once
again taught her new words. As they ate breakfast, he would make her
repeat the name of words he had taught her the previous day and he
also added new one to her increasing vocabulary. She was learning much
faster than he had dared hope, and having now learned a few verbs,
Nika could make complete sentences.

They even went outside where he set a small fire using matches so as
to teach her the word for the process of burning as well as the words
for stick and matches etc. His teaching went on for the rest of the
day and by early evening he was able to learn from her that the
mountain they had climbed to get to the arch was "vopa", which met
sacred and that it was the house of the gods. Each and every time he
would refer to the mountain he would see the fear in her eyes.

                ( end of chapter 3 )
 
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