#sneakpeek Feldsharp – Who is Paul?

Feldsharp rolled the hops flower in his palm.  He then put his hands together and rolled the bloom between his hands and essentially destroyed the bloom.  He tossed the remains at the base of the vine then put his hands over his face and inhaled the bitter sweetness of the residue.

“Why is it I can always find you here?”  Heart asked as she approached.

“This is what I know and what makes me comfortable.”  He stated.

“They are just plants.”  She said.

“As much as you are just a person.”

She shook her head.  “I am not even a real person.  Just a likeness of someone.  I don’t even have a name.”

“Yes.”  He stated.  “You do, you are Heart.”

She knelt down and examined some bugs moving through the soil at the base of the plant.  “That is just what you call me.  Next person I meet will likely call me something else.”

“Unless you tell them to call you Heart.”

“You don’t understand!”  She poked at a small black beetle.

“I pissed there.”  He warned.

She stood up swiftly.  “You could give a girl some warning.”

“I just did.”

“I cannot go around telling people I am called Heart.”  She wiped her hand off on her leg.  “That would mean I have a name.”

“Exactly!”  Feldsharp

“No!”  She snapped.  “I cannot have a name!  Then I would not have a purpose.”

Feldsharp stepped over to the chair he had brought out into the garden.  He gingerly lowered himself into it.  “How could having a name make you lose your purpose?”

“You really don’t understand.”

“Then explain it to me.  What is your purpose?”  He asked of her.

“My purpose is to live an exciting life so that when Mother needs a new body she might choose me to merge with.”  She rattled this off without hesitation as if from rote.

“Does not sound like a great purpose.  You would cease being you.”  He rolled his head around trying to work the stiffness out.  The stretching strained the stitches in his shoulder and the wound warned him with a spike of pain.

“You see I am not really even me to begin with.  I am a body hoping to become Mother.”

He shook his head.  “And in the meantime you cannot have a name?”

She nodded.  “If I have a name that means I have an individual identity that could threaten Mother when we merge.  If we have an identity then that identity could threaten Mother so she does not want to merge with anyone with a name.  So if I have a name, I do not have a purpose.”

He rubbed at his shoulder to try to assuage the pain.  “Why not just live for you?”

She pointed at her head.  “I have an implant in here.  If I do not follow my purpose then Mother activates the implant and I will die.”

“How would she know if you are so far away?”  He leaned to let the sun play down across his body and warm him.

“The implant has a timer in it.  If I do not report back in two years’ time then it will activate on its own.”

“Can you remove it?”

She shook her head.  “I will live towards my purpose and I have to say that travelling with you has definitely made my life exciting.”

Feldsharp chuckled and then held his side in pain.

Heart rushed to his aid and lifted his shirt.  “You are bleeding on your side.  You are pushing yourself too hard.”

Feldsharp shook his head.  “No, I need to get on my feet again so Brother Hitomi can tell me where to find Paul.”

“You are still on about that?”  She admonished.

“It is my purpose in life now.  You have yours, I have mine.”

“But why?”  She tugged the blood-covered bandage loose from his side.

“I want to know about my people, how we came to be.”  He explained.  “Paul has been around since early times.  He would know.”

“We need to get you inside.  I am going to have to re-stitch this, but first I need to go back in and figure out where you are bleeding from.”  She helped him up to his feet.  “How is it that he has survived so long?  Sounds like just a myth.”

“He is one of the original Nephilim.”  Feldsharp grunted as he gained his feet.  “They are the fallen angels of God.”

“I know the story.  I can recite the related bible verses if you like.”  Heart looked up at him.  “You keep getting taller.”

“Well it is said that they are the forefathers of the giants and have lives longer than history.”

Closed her eyes and shook her head.  “It still sounds like legend or myth to me.”

“So if I find out where he is you are not coming with me?”  They had made it almost out of the garden and Feldsharp turned to face Heart.  “I don’t know if I can make it without you.”

“Are you kidding?”  She smirked.  “You are the biggest adventure any Daughter has been on in quite some time.  Every step is some new challenge.  If I tell Mother of what we have done she is sure to choose me!”

Feldsharp shook his head and continued on his way and grunted with each time his right foot hit the ground.  “All you are getting out of this is a story to tell Mother?”

“For me, what else is there?”

“What about just to help me?”  He suggested.

She frowned.  “No.  Pretty much Dee and I saw the potential of adventure with you from the very beginning.”  She stopped walking and stared off in the distance.

Feldsharp noticed her far off stare and stopped next to her.  “When you tell Mother your story, make sure you tell Dee’s story too.”

Heart gave him a tight-lipped smile, wiped a tear off her cheek with the back of her arm then reached for his hand.  Her hand disappeared in his oversized meaty palm.  They continued into the temple holding hands.

#sneakpreview Feldsharp – Mother yeast

A strong yeasty smell filled his nose.  Somebody forced something into his mouth.  He struggled some against it but recognition suddenly dawned on him and he chewed lightly and felt the small cake break into pieces and dissolve.  It seemed to absorb all the moisture from his mouth.

“Water.”  He croaked between chews.

“It will dilute the mother yeast.”  A voice told him.  “Keep chewing and get it all down.

Feldsharp pushed hard at the contents of his mouth trying to force it down.  It seemed to grow and take up more space in his mouth.

“Wa…”  He attempted to ask again but could not form the words.  He gagged and choked.

“Keep chewing.”  The man told him.

“I have some water.”  He recognized Heart’s voice and opened his eyes.

The monk put his arm out and blocked the advance of the Daughter.  “He needs to swallow this without water.”

“Don’t be ridiculous.  He is going to suffocate!”  She protested.

Hitomi shook his head.

Feldsharp managed to swallow a small amount and chewed harder.

“Your witch craft medicine is going to kill him!”  Heart yelled at the monk.

Feldsharp shook his head but she did not see him so he attempted to sit up.  A little bit of the mother yeast we expelled as he cried out in pain at the effort.

“Lay back down you fool Nephilim!”  The monk moved forward pressed him back into the bed.

“Seriously!”  Heart added.  “You are going to tear your sutures.”

A second pair of hands joined the monk’s and convinced him back to the bed.

A little more of the cake made it down his throat.

“What are you trying to do to him?”  She demanded.

“The mother yeast will give him strength to heal.”

“I can give him Vitamin B for strength.”  She bent down slightly to put her face to the face of the monk.  “He just needs to rest and heal!”

Feldsharp only saw Hitomi shift slightly just before Heart suddenly disappeared from view and slammed into the floor.

“Stay out of my face!”  Hitomi warned down at the Daughter.

“Heart!”  Feldsharp managed.

Heart stood back up and stared fiercely at the monk for a moment before approaching Feldsharp.  “You okay?”

He nodded.

She turned back to the monk with a quick movement.  “You scored one lucky leg sweep.  Do not expect to be so lucky again.  You touch me and I will do things to you that will make you wish I had killed you.  I know just how to stimulate your nerve endings to give you the sensation of being enveloped in flame for the rest of your short miserable days.”

Hitomi swallowed and took a step back.

Heart turned away and set to examining Feldsharp’s wound dressings.

“Are you lost?”  Hitomi asked.

Heart snapped around towards him.  “No!  Why does everyone ask me that?”

Hitomi backed up a little more.

“The train conductor, the hotel clerk, merchants all along my journey, the pilot of the dirigible, and now you.”  Her single step closed the distance between them.

“You just act lost, that is all.”  He defended.  “You have a name for one thing.”

“I have no name!”  Heart yelled.  “The boy just calls me that to tell me apart from…”  Her voice trailed off.

“No need to be offended.”  The monk stated.  “We get people who are lost here all the time.  We always help them on their way.”

A tear ran down her cheek.  She saw Dee on the deck of the pirate ship fighting to save them.  White clouds swallowed the vision.

“I am not lost and I don’t have a name.”  She said in a quiet voice.

“Heart?”  Feldsharp said in a gentle tone.

The daughter turned away from the monk to her patient.  She moved close to the bed and lifted the closest arm.  As she got it up she climbed onto the bed and snuggled next to the half-giant using his shoulder as a pillow.  His arm naturally held her back and pulled her closer.

“I miss her.”  Heart said in a voice only Feldsharp could hear.

“Me too.”  He replied.

#SneakPeek: Feldsharp – Heart is Lonely

Feldsharp rolled the hops cone between his fingers.  It gave a little and as he squeezed lightly the yellow lupulin came off into his hand.  With his other hand he gripped the stem and it snapped off easily in his fingers.

“I am bored.”  Heart sat on the ground near him.  “I am going to go find something to do.”

“What do you mean?”  Feldsharp looked at the cone closely, not at the Daughter.

“I mean you were fun for a little while but we have been living outside in a garden for a week and the only entertainment I get is from watching you pick hops.  The monks here want nothing to do with me; they practically scamper away at my approach.  There is no one to talk to.  And I miss Dee.”

Feldsharp dropped the hops but kept looking at his hands for a moment.  He lowered his hands and looked down at the discarded flower on the ground.  He sighed.

Heart moved directly behind Feldsharp and wrapped her arms around his chest and laid her cheek against his back.  Her fingertips barely touched.  “You keep getting bigger.”

He nodded but otherwise stood stock still.

“I miss Dee.”  Feldsharp shivered slightly as Heart said this again.  “And this body cries out for companionship.”

“I am here with you.”  He said in a low voice.

Heart pulled herself away.  “Yes, but you are too young for what this body wants.”

“That’s not what I meant.”

“It is what I meant though.”  Heart turned and took a couple of steps away.  “Mother has some kind of sick sense of humor the way she programmed us.”

“How is that?”

“Forget about it.”  She started away.  “I am going into town.  I will be back late.”

She paused and then added, “Or tomorrow.  If not late then I will be back tomorrow.”

“Don’t do anything stupid.”  Feldsharp called to her.

Heart did not respond.