Richard Harland - Ferren and the White Doctor

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Kiet Dances with Ferren


Ferren and Kiet didn't dance together at the start. The dancing was in two long lines, which curved and swirled up and down the slopes. Ferren came opposite Nesters of all ages. He grinned at the younger ones he knew and recognised.

The music wasn't very melodic but the rhythm was irresistible. Ferren just wanted to keep dancing and dancing.
After a while, the rhythm speeded up. As many of the older adults retired, the two lines broke apart into separate circles. Ferren was in the same circle as Kiet. He found himself repeatedly facing her, catching her eye, matching his dancing to hers.

Faster and faster went the rhythm. Eventually even the circles broke apart. Now Ferren was dancing with Kiet, the two of them alone. She flung out her arms, gyrated her hips, flexed from the waist. Her skin was shiny with sweat, her mouth was wide with laughter.

Sometimes she looked at him, sometimes she looked away. But it wasn't her face, it was her whole body imprinted on him. She was sheer flowing motion, an undulating sea. There was amazing muscular strength and energy in her slight figure.

How long had they been dancing? Ferren had lost all sense of time. More than half the dancers had fallen away. The driving rhythm went on without a pause.

He couldn't take his eyes away from Kiet. She began swinging her head from side to side, so that her dark red hair flew out like a banner in a storm. She was showing off to him.

He showed off to her too. He jumped and sprang, whirled his arms, kicked out with his legs. But he couldn't compete with her furious grace.

He took the lead from her movements. Her face was wild - almost as wild as when she'd raged at him in the City of the Dead. But now it was wild with a kind of savage joy.

Everything became a blur. There wasn't a thought in his mind - only liquid flickering movements. It seemed impossible they could move so far between every beat of the rhythm. He rose as she rose, sank as she sank, higher and lower, further and further . . .

Until finally he lost his footing and fell. Even as he fell, it seemed that the rhythm still bore him up, leaping and turning in slow motion. And she fell too, gliding with him through the air. They hit the ground almost simultaneously.

Side by side they lay, gasping and panting. The blood pounded in Ferren's ears, so loud that the music seemed suddenly far away. It was as though a nest had formed in the darkness, enclosing Kiet and himself and a small patch of grass.

She struggled to speak.

'It's - it's - it's - it's -'

Every time she began, her lungs demanded another gulp of air.

'What - what?' Ferren was panting too.

'It's lying-on-the-grass-ish-ness!' she brought out at last.

She burst out laughing, and Ferren laughed too.

'Like lying-by-the-pool-ish-ness,' she added eventually.

Ferren didn't understand, but it didn't matter. He reached out to take hold of her wrist. She didn't pull away.


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Extracts from the Second book in the Heaven & Earth Trilogy...
The City of the Dead ... Asmodai Appears to Miriael ... Kiet Dances with Ferren ...
Doctor Saniette Marches In ... The War against the Seagulls ...


Read extracts from the first novel, Ferren and the Angel
or the third novel, Ferren and the Invasion of Heaven




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