• Nick Richards

Chapter 6: A New World - Part Five

The two men walked down a few cabins and came to Janen’s. He greeted them, accepted his assignment, and invited Wenden to join him in the dining area where they could talk over coffee. Wenden sat down in one of the chairs and accepted the offered cup of hot, dark beverage which he sipped cautiously.

“Bitter,” he said.

“Yes,” chuckled Janen, “it does have that taste to it. Here, let me put some of this into it.” He took a sealed packet of cream he took from a shelf and poured the liquid into both their coffees. After he stirred it, he invited Wenden to try again.

“Better, yes,” he said.

“You get used to it. It gives you energy, so it’s a nice way to wake up in the morning.”

“What is morning on this ship?”

“Oh, we follow our normal Aurial hours. Every 25 hours we call it a new day and we try to wake up at the same time each ‘morning.’

“I think Enarw was shorter. We had a clock in the guardhouse and it only counted 23 hours.”

“Could be,” said Janen. “Depends on how often your planet revolves, but that’s a lesson for another time. Tell me, how did you grow up? Did you go to school as a child?”

“What is school?”

“All right, that answers that. But you can read, right?”

“Yes, my mother and father taught me that, for you cannot read the texts otherwise. We learn at home.”

“So you went to work early?”

“I helped in the fields since I was little, and kept doing that as long as my parents lived. When they died I was asked to join the guards as an apprentice. I think the priest liked my mother and wanted to do something kind for her son.”

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