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Monday, September 11, 2006
Chapter I (part 3)
When he returned from his afternoon tour to his position, women have already started giving meals to the men at the outer defense lines. His mother approached him, looked at him with care and gave him his meal.
- How did the tour went?
- As usual.
- Let those Ilderins come, we’ll show them what the spirit of the Adem’s people means.
- Mom, those are professional soldiers. Look at our army: carpenters, fishermen, builders… All true soldiers have been sent to war long ago. Personally, I think that our chances, should Ilderins come, are equal to null.
- I will never hear you say something like that again!
- Do not worry, mom. My opinion will not affect my activity in battle. I only wanted you to be aware of what we are facing here.
He gently caressed her cheek, returned the bowl where his meal was to her, and took his place in a defense line.
Although he was a head taller than she was, to Faiza he was still a small boy she brought to this world not so long ago, and for whom she still cares with that gentle motherly care. She watched him leaving toward his position with a steady pace and a serious face; and suddenly he seemed to her somehow older, more mature. In a moment she saw in him his father, who went to perform his duty with firm resolve, no matter the uncertainty of the situation. For the defense of their homeland and their family was for Adems equal to the belief in the almighty being that rules everything that exists, in whom they believed and to whom they prayed. No matter the strong will to live, inborn to every living creature, not one of them knuckled under the much greater task that was set before them. She, too, was not ready to knuckle under it. As much as it hurt her to see her youngest son, the only one of whom she still knew how he was doing, in the first lines of defense, she knew that there, and only there, his place was at this moment. So, let it be what it was ordained.
Dusk slowly started to fall over the quieted coastal city. It was known that Ilderins are already there and that they are placing their units around Evening Light at the sea, as well as the land. It was only left to wait for the moment when the silence will be replaced by the war cries, sounds of lasers, shields, battle. Jelil felt how his every muscle strained in the silent expectation. He was not afraid. In fact, he felt nothing. Nothing, but the expectation. He thought of nothing, just listened carefully to the mute silence. The terrain was getting darker. Clouds that covered the city since morning seemed to have no intention to let the moonlight brighten the forthcoming battleground.
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