Reflections of the Past, Shadows of the Future 5

Posted on 23 Aug 2014 @ 1:10am by Commander Allyndra illm Warraquim

899 words; about a 4 minute read

Allyndra opened her book, the sheath of notes with translations from the older Akkadian to the modern slipping out. She reorganized everything and started from her last mark.

Satisfied she said, "Computer open log Reflections of the Past, Shadows of the Future," Allyndra began to dictate.

[Log open]



Herbert

"Well it seems strange that nearly a fortnight has passed since Ylinda, yes that is her name. I must admit that I do not pronounce it quite like she does and it does have a strange exotic foreign sound to it. If anything I would say almost Middle Eastern in its flavour. I have gone to introducing her as a distant cousin when the occasion arises.

Well, I seem to have gotten off track. Now where was I? Ah yes, well Ylinda seems to have adapted much better to her new circumstances that I think I would have if the tables has been turned. At first when I returned with garments suitable for a lady she looked at them as though they were some poisonous reptiles. Now however, she has become to like the fashions and observes many ladies and I have certainly seen her spend time looking in dress shop windows. She has told me that there is nothing like these garments on her home world.

Ah! Her home, now that is a tale of itself. She pointed one night to a spot in the sky and said, "That way, but so far that one could not even see the light from the suns, yes suns as her home circles a pair of stars, could not even be made out.

That she crossed such unfathomable distances my mind cannot even begin to comprehend but what was even more interesting is that she said that the ship that disappeared in a blaze of light was capable of crossing those distances in a blink of an eye. She stood once in the doorway and said: 'Imagine this is my world.' Then she stepped across the threshold and then said, 'Now I am at yours." She indicated there are other beings out there but though some can travel amoung the stars there means are much slower taking real time to do so.

There have been other marvels that she has told me about. Machines that can do things that are both marvelous and from description very terrible as well. I sometimes wonder if I should have hid her from the authorities or not but then if I had not what if her people arrived and found her mistreated. All the seemingly capacity for destroying our fellow men would be useless as throwing a snowflake against a furnace. That her people would come she did not seem to doubt too much but only how much time to figure out what had happened to her ship and know direction and distance to come to search.

She for her part has devoured my thin library and the slightly larger one in the country town I have been residing. Though she has no means of support other than, and my finances is a thin thing. I have decided to splurge and take her on a trip to London so she can marvel at the books there but for all of that curiosity, our climb is but a pittance compared to what her people have achieved. Yet, she tells it and me that it is all right the philosophy, the poetry and our things that she finds the most attractive.

The way I gush on it would seem that I am all head over heels enamored of my alien visitor and one would be correct for the most part but after we have shared and talked and I noticed that she would not touch anything but a bit milk and some water that the one dark thing to my mind was revealed. Ylinda exists on blood. Her whole people require that for their sustenance and I found that repugnant at first and still have difficulty though she explained that one does not have a choice in the way evolution has drawn one. Though Charles Darwin's work has been fitfully received I must say that if it is evolution or even a creator that such as she had no chance to decide their fate. While at first such reviled me I must admit my curiosity and permitted her to bite me. It was like nothing I expected. There was only a fleeting bit of pain and then a euphoria more than boarding on the erotic over took me. The experience left me confused and so far I have avoided another encounter and Ylinda has had to exist on cow's milk for nourishment.

Well, dear reader, I must be off. Ylinda already is ready and the fine slim but tall specimen she makes as I glance at her across the room. Only the veil over her face to mask those sparkling eyes, and the travel cloak to mask the wings are the only thing to mar what even by our standards is an exotic beauty.

I tell her but a moment more for we should make the up train to London easily while I finish this last piece."

"Computer close Log"

[Log Closed]

As the narration in the book had come to a stop, so it seemed logical to Allyndra to put hers to a stop as well.

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