Descending Road - THE TOUCH OF A LOVING BREEZE by Dana W. Paxson

THE TOUCH OF A LOVING BREEZE

1557 4D

Jeddin, ignoring their restrictions, went to see Zalles. He had met her in a skerrishee, where andros gathered for entertainment, and the anjive songs she sang had entranced him, eased his life; they had become lovers.

He found her singing ultrasonics at Square Hole, high in Naga Zone in an andro sector; they went to her close-walled cubby, curled up together, and sank into innerspace.

Deep in their shared world, they lay on the wet and diamond sand of a starlit beach. The shore waters rolled and whispered a million names. There on the inward coastline, Jeddin broke his secret.

“You shouldn’t be with me this way,” he said, even as her innerspace body mingled honey-slow and sweet with his. “I’m worried about this stuff. It was for brain restructuring. If you caught the transmission virus… this is the third accidental release in the past year. And if it mutates, the humans–“

“It’s no worse than what we live through. Let the humans worry about it. I’m not afraid of it.” She clasped his eyelids with feathered fingertips.

Peace and joy filled him. He drew her closer, and then a blazing light made him shudder and draw back.

“What is it?” She turned her head to look. The light was gone.

“I don’t know. It’s as if something walked past us. It was shining.”

“An andro?”

“No. I don’t know what it was.” Jeddin gathered Zalles in again. Something nagged at him: he had seen this before. Had he lived another life? Or had he forgotten the one he now lived?

He rejected the questions; here with Zalles he could ignore such things. Here he could forget Raina.

Zalles caressed him, the touch of a loving breeze, and they both drifted into inner sleep.

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	THE TOUCH OF A LOVING BREEZE 1557 4D Jeddin, ignoring their restrictions, went to see Zalles. He had met her in a skerrishee, where andros gathered for entertainment, and the anjive songs she sang had entranced him, eased his life; they had become lovers. He found her singing ultrasonics at Square Hole, high in Naga Zone in an andro sector; they went to her close-walled cubby, curled up together, and sank into innerspace. Deep in their shared world, they lay on the wet and diamond sand of a starlit beach. The shore waters rolled and whispered a million names. There on the inward coastline, Jeddin broke his secret. “You shouldn’t be with me this way,” he said, even as her innerspace body mingled honey-slow and sweet with his. “I’m worried about this stuff. It was for brain restructuring. If you caught the transmission virus… this is the third accidental release in the past year. And if it mutates, the humans–“ “It’s no worse than what we live through. Let the humans worry about it. I’m not afraid of it.” She clasped his eyelids with feathered fingertips. Peace and joy filled him. He drew her closer, and then a blazing light made him shudder and draw back. “What is it?” She turned her head to look. The light was gone. “I don’t know. It’s as if something walked past us. It was shining.” “An andro?” “No. I don’t know what it was.” Jeddin gathered Zalles in again. Something nagged at him: he had seen this before. Had he lived another life? Or had he forgotten the one he now lived? He rejected the questions; here with Zalles he could ignore such things. Here he could forget Raina. Zalles caressed him, the touch of a loving breeze, and they both drifted into inner sleep.