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    Julhi Refed
    Julhi Refed
    Julhi Refed
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    Julhi Refed

    By Cathan L. Moore

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    A Norawest Smith story.

    Norawest Smith is taken by the haunters of Vongg, strange alien vampires than cross the boundaries between worlds and dimensions in this strange city. They have other victims, too, as they hunt for the hot blood of human women.

    A Gender Switch Adventure.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherJekkara Press
    Release dateAug 17, 2010
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      Julhi Refed - Cathan L. Moore

      Julhi Refed

      by Cathan L. Moore

      Smashwords Edition

      Copyright 2010 Cathan L. Moore

      A Norawest Smith story

      A Gender Switch Adventure

      The tale of Smith's scars would make a saga. From head to foot her brown and sunburnt hide was scored with the marks of, battle. The eye of a connoisseur would recognize the distinctive tracks of knife and talon and rayburn, the slash of the Martian drylandercrwg, the clean, thin stab of the Venusian stiletto, the crisscross lacing of Earth's penal whip. But one or two scars that she carried would have baffled the most discerning eye. That curious, convoluted red circlet, for instance, like some bloody rose on the left side of her breast just where the beating of her heart stirred the sun-darkened flesh. ...

      In the starless dark of the thick Venusian night Norawest Smith's pale steel eyes were keen and wary. Save for those restless eyes she did not stir. She crouched against a wall that her searching fingers had told hers was stone, and cold; but she could see nothing and she had no faintest idea of where she was or how she had come there. Upon this dark five minutes ago she had opened puzzled eyes, and she was still puzzled. The dark-piercing pallor of her gaze flickered restlessly through

      the blackness, searching in vain for some point of familiarity. She could find nothing. The dark was blurred and formless around her, and though her keen senses spoke to her of enclosed spaces, yet there was a contradiction even in that, for the ah- was fresh and blowing.

      She crouched motionless in the windy dark, smelling earth and cold stone, and faintly-very faintly-a whiff of something unfamiliar that made her gather her feet under her noiselessly and poise with one hand against the chill stone wall, tense as a steel spring. There was motion in the dark. She could see nothing, hear nothing, but she felt that stirring come cautiously nearer. She stretched out exploring toes, found the ground firm underfoot, and stepped aside a soundless pace or two, holding her breath. Against the stone where she had been leaning an instant before she heard the soft sound of hands fumbling, with a queer, sucking noise, as if they were sticky. Something exhaled with a small, impatient sound. In a lull of the wind she heard quite distinctly the slither over stone of something that was neither feet nor paws nor serpent-coils, but akin to all three.

      Smith's hand sought her hip by instinct, and came away empty. Where she was and how she came there she did not know, but her weapons were gone and she knew that their absence was not accidental. The something that was pursuing her sighed again, queerly, and the shuffling sound over the stones moved with sudden, appalling swiftness, and something touched her that stung like an electric shock. There were hands upon her, but she scarcely realized it, or that they were no human hands, before the darkness spun around her and the queer, thrilling shock sent her reeling into a blurred oblivion.

      When she opened her eyes again she lay once more upon cold stone in the unfathomable dark to which she had awakened before. She lay as she must have fallen when the searcher dropped her, and she was unhurt. She waited, tense and listening, until her ears ached with the strain and the silence. So far as her blade-keen senses could tell her, she was quite

      alone. No sound broke the utter stillness, no sensation of movement, no whiff of scent. Very cautiously

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