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The Chronicles of Han
Part 11 - Sovereign Dõhr
To all who have asked to share in more of Han's adventures.
Please be aware that this is not a stand-alone chronicle, but the subsequent adventures as experienced by Han.
Readers who are not familiar with The Chronicles of Han are advised to refer back to the original books if necessary, as well as to the updated sections in the back of this book.
"Being linked to every spark of intelligent life within my Universeis to know the content within the hearts and minds of mankind.It is the way when being Navigator. I am Han, and this is my life-memory . . ."Part 11
Sovereign Dõhr Excerpt.
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"What have they done to you?" a loving voice from a seemingly distant past asked me.
I heard the door close behind her, the rustling of her dress as she approached where I was sunning myself in the first rays of sunshine to hit this area of Solerno, one of Morleno's smaller sister planets.
Staring out of the triple glazed window, one could see the heat waves already starting to play over the dust plains. Only one of the shutter panels was open, the rest of the room thrown into darkness.
I saw as she saw . . .
A skeletal figure curled up in a comforter chair, bony knees drawn close to his body so that his chin could have a support for the too-heavy head.
It seemed as if the chair was the only area drenched in light . . .
"Han?" she softly spoke to me, blocking out my morning sun, taking my chin in her hand to turn my face up to her.
Our eyes met and I could not help but share the grief, heartache and loneliness I have felt all these long months of separation.
She embraced me, hugging me tight to her body that had grown plump from inactivity. Her softness eased some of my discomfort. Her motherliness and love flowed from her aura into my depleted one.
She allowed it for a while, then backed away, closing herself from my constant need for energy.
The sun separated itself from the horizon, its white light blinding through the glass, casting rainbows all over the darkness of my prison walls.
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