A thin line of smoke, drawing upwards from the burnt out wick was the only show of movement in the small cabin. Ruthi stared at nothing, nothing that was of grand importance. Yet there was a hanging pain in the air, thick and hot like the blast of a hot summer day after a midday rain shower. As that humid feeling hung around her, the woman slowly drew her courage to move at last. Rising from the wooden stool that had been her retreat for almost four hours now, she pushed off any weariness with a inner vow. The smell of the room was slick with blood, the old wounds that were long sealed on her arms and legs left a residue of her crimson life on the fabric of her clothes. No need to change them now, no need to wipe away the mark of victory.
The cabin had been of no grand importance, save for the fact it was the owner's. The boat she resided on currently should be making port any moment, the short trip between islands was easily done yet unbearable to ones who could barely stand the motions of rocking seas. Unfortunately for Ruthi, her legs were made for land and her body would never allow longer travels on the salty briny. The copper handle in her hand, she drew it back with a quick jerk. Wood caught against each other a moment, making the door heavier then it was. With a satisfied creaking sound the lady was able to move past the frame to find herself struck hard with a gush of sea air. The sunset was almost over, the once blue skies dying off to a darkened navy.
"Colonel." Ever reliant, her few soldiers assigned to her awaited nearby with their full attention.
"Get ready for port." To her left, a scoff. As her men did as told, she turned her attention to the owner of the boat who's distaste was plain. "Something troubling you, Captain?"
"If there was, I am less then likely to explain it to you."
The arrogance in his tone almost drew a smile from her. "Just think, less then a hour and you'll be rid of us."
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Kimberly's Note: I took the moment in time idea and placed it here. Editing of course needs to be done.. but I think its coming along.
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