Enormous glittering black weapons
Fat, twisted, round wide ends,
Pointed my direction,
Handla soldiers towered over Gamelli,
Their blood red uniforms covered with bulging pockets
I assumed also held weapons.
I sat frozen on the pallet:
Danger fogged my vision.
Gamelli stepped in front of me,
And, without raising its voice,
said something quietly,
Caused the soldiers to lower
Their fierce tubas
But still they glared at me.
“This one is a scientist, not a warrior,”
Gamelli said, switching to Terran for my sake.
“And not a murderer.”
“Is genocide!” insisted the larger of the two soldiers.
“Brought poison. Killed tuncla and sera –
Ocean life beings!
All gone!
Must face Sea Judge Advocate.”
This was followed by more sharp remarks
Full of clicks and low growls.
Finally Gamelli nodded its gray head.
“Yes, we will come with you,
But no bindings, no chains.
This one is injured.”
“Ayah, Healer. Understand. We carry.”
One soldier looked at the other,
A silent message passing in their eyes.
One soldier produced from a lumpy pocket
A device that with the push of a yellow button
Grew into an air-filled litter that floated
A half-meter from the floor.
Gamelli helped me on, lifting my injured leg.
As remarkably comfortable as the litter was,
I shook with fear.
Gamelli patted my hand and walked beside me
As we left its den,
One crimson soldier leading,
the other following.
As I wafted between them
I looked toward the shore below us.
Even from here I could see
The stagnant yellow reeds,
The dead orange fish washed up
Befouling the beach.
Nothing moved, except
The brackish water
Lapping sluggishly at the sand.
Were we truly responsible?
Once in the soldiers’ shuttle
They locked a clear plastic screen
To separate us from the bridge.
Suddenly a pale pink gas
Started to fill the chamber
And I saw Gamelli sway and crumple.
Then a red haze filled my brain
And I faded from my own view.
Later, when my blurry vision struggled
To find the light
I saw both Gamelli and I
Were imprisoned in a dark cell,
Chained to dank walls.
Gamelli sighed deeply
When it saw I had awakened.
“I am so sorry,” it said.
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Even though this is a sequence of your story, I was especially fond of your formatting for this piece, Lita. It seemed to read more smoothly than had it been in a prose format. I'm enjoying the different aspects of your writing here. 
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This is Amazing
I am so happy a writer of your caliber is on AP.
Do you write real life books? Like, could I find them in a store?...amazing
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If you have the time, read the whole story; I'd appreciate your opinion on whether it is publishable, when I get finished! No, no books, just a couple of poems publish in obscure little mags. Would like to finish a book, though!
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Reading this thrilled me, even though I came into this adventure rather in the middle. 
Your talent is admirable and inspiring.
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KEWELLLL> MORE PLEASE....
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Remarkable
Your story-telling skill is so admirable. I have been utterly enjoying this story so much more than I could have imagined. This is excellent sci-fi stuff. I wish I could say that I didn't see some of this coming; but I wish that Gamelli had seen it first. So captivating; so engaging that I can't wait to see it gathered and bound. Excellently done hawkeslake.
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It is difficult to storytell
in prose form (I try to do it myself). You have the basis of a good story and a good plot. Your characters are compelling. My only suggestion is more significant detail and background.
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Thank you for your excellent comments and suggestions. I will certainly work on the details and I hope, a deeper background.
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outstanding!!
Still loving this! great involving story, this piece was even more detailed and flowing than i could've expected..Great storytelling! wow..
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