Hi everyone. I’m still completely swamped with moving and packing but only for a few more weeks. I feel really bad I haven’t been able to read more of the other Friday Fictioneer stories, but be patient with me, if possible. In other news, my two-year blogging anniversary just passed. In some ways, it seems way longer than that.
The Procedure was Painless
Saja’s tongue ran over the foreign terrain of his now-vacant gums. He looked down at his weaponless paws.
Guards escorted him to the ship, alert for predators.
“Welcome aboard,” the captain said. “When we reach Languenpax, everything will be provided: food, mates, anything you want. Still, you’ll need to be caged for the journey.”
“Why?” Saja asked. “I’m not dangerous anymore.”
“You’re still extremely strong. We do have a weakening procedure . . .”
Saja just nodded. It would be worth it, he hoped. Nevertheless, as they led him away, he cast a last glance back at the wild savannah of his birth.