Aurora Springer: Give me proof - Snippet from TRAPPED for #WeWriWa #SciFiRom

Saturday, March 9, 2019

Give me proof - Snippet from TRAPPED for #WeWriWa #SciFiRom

Welcome to another Sunday with Weekend Writing Warriors. Meet writers in various genres and read 8-10 sentence snippets of their stories. Find a new author and sample their work. Enjoy!

I’m continuing my new story, Trapped on Vkani, book 3 in my series Atrapako on Eden. The settings are two remote planets: Eden, a terraformed planet with a colony of humans; and Vkani, an inhospitable planet with scaled human(oid) aliens. You can read about the planets and their inhabitants in my Blog Post HERE.

Maya and her team had planned to explore the ruins of an ancient civilization in the radioactive Deadlands. But when a sandstorm buried their shuttle under a thick layer of sand, they had to dig to the surface to call for help. Maya was pulled out of the sand by a blue scaled alien with curved claws.

In last week’s snippet, Maya was able to communicate with the blue scaled hero of the story - https://auroraspringer.blogspot.com/2019/03/worm-snippet-from-trapped-for-wewriwa.html

He (actually she doesn’t know its gender yet) doesn’t believe Maya comes from another world. The last sentence was: The Blue growled, “Impossible.”

I’ve skipped a few lines.

Fixing her gaze on the Blue, she pointed at the ruddy clouds in the sky, and tried to explain, “Our world lies far beyond the moon, the Red Child.”

The Blue rocked back onto its heels. The hood fell back, exposing its prominent brows of thick blue scales and tall crest of blue spikes. Its nose and mouth were covered by a strip of blue cloth. It lowered its ridged brows and narrowed its eyes as if considering her statement. Finally, it demanded, “Give me proof of your claim.”

She couldn’t risk removing her mask in the dusty air. Instead, she unfastened one glove and revealed her brown hand without scales or claws.

The Blue pressed the tip of one claw on her palm, creating a dimple, but not piercing her skin. It rotated her hand and tapped a claw on her fingernails.

Marooned on a desolate planet, joining forces with the enemy is their only hope.

Maya Pandita spent years preparing for an expedition to the Deadlands. But her dreams of unearthing ancient artifacts are shattered when her shuttle is buried by a violent sandstorm, and her team is abducted by the scaled inhabitants of the planet. Maya and her companions must try to outwit their blue captor and call for help before they die in the toxic atmosphere.

Sa Vittaran has a problem in his claws. Along with treasures from the ruins, he has retrieved three smooth-skinned foreigners. They will die if he leaves them in the desert. Yet the puny creatures have little value as slaves, except perhaps for the impudent woman who claims to be their leader. He plans to keep her. Her knowledge of the ancient texts will be an asset if she can survive the long trek to his house.

An attack by marauders forces Maya and the Blue leader into a wary alliance. They must work together to thwart the bandits and reunite their company. Can Maya convince Sa Vittaran to help her team? If she fails, they are doomed to a short unpleasant life on the desolate, war-torn planet.