Argurma Warrior by S.J. Sanders EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
- Author: S.J. Sanders
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Megan Hart stared out the window at the dead world outside the city
walls. In this world no one knew her as that, however. Or rather her
grandfather had painstakingly taught her to play the piano as he had
been taught before the world went to hell.
She remembered her grandfather
petting her head as he smiled down at her proudly in the slowly decaying
ruins of his family home, his eyes rheumy with his advanced age. Still the
corners had crinkled merrily, and his smile had been wide as he regaled her
with stories of the world as it had once been when he was a child.
He often had a far-away look in his eye—not quite there in the present
world her father had explained—but she had loved her grandfather more than
any other, and if he didn’t wish to live in that world but preferred his
memories, then she was all the happier to exist there with him. She still
remembered the awe she had felt the day that he told her that the hart which
her family was named for was no ordinary creature but a great deer. A fast
and a noble beast. A creature of kings.
A mirthless laugh fell from her lips. A creature of kings indeed. Now that
she was a woman, she didn’t see it as being quite so magical. Especially not
since seeing a few scraggly, half-starved deer make their way past the city in
A deer was nothing more than prey. No matter how anyone dressed them,
in the end—that was simply what they were. Not that it mattered. She was no
longer Megan Hart. That woman died years ago.
All she was here was Meg, one of the unfortunate camp women who had
come to the city who had sold themselves for safety. A woman looked down
at with pity by the women of the city, and with disgust by those women who
had been imprisoned within the camp and tortured for refusing to submit.
Not that she could blame them. Although she had seen it as the best
choice she could make at that time, and a simple matter of survival, now that
it was over, she felt unclean. No matter how many baths she took or how hard
she scrubbed herself, she couldn’t scrub out the shame.
The difference between her and the others who had served the camp was
that she found the stares and whispers intolerable while the others seemed
simply grateful for the safety and food that didn’t require humiliating and
degrading themselves for scraps. Of course, having hot water and electricity,
due to the scavenged supply of generators that had kept the city going since
the devastation, was a huge selling point for the city.
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