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    Dyllys
    Dyllys
    Dyllys
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    Dyllys

    By B. M. Polier

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    Dyllys is an android. Made to look like a human, act like a human, but not have the spirit of a human. However, Dyllys wasn't always this way. Once she had been human. Hundreds of years as a slave unable to feel, Dyllys is coming to the end of her life. Can she learn how to regain her humanity and once again have a human soul before she disappears forever?

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherB. M. Polier
    Release dateFeb 19, 2011
    ISBN9781458004246
    Dyllys
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    B. M. Polier

    B. M. Polier started writing soon after she learned how to read at the age of 4. Once she realized that the amazing stories that she was reading could also be created by stringing her own series of words together, she never stopped creating. In high school, her stories began to coalesce into publish worthy stories until her first complete work, Call of Descent, was brought into existence. After feeling the elation of completion, the sudden realization that her story was complete left her wondering if she had any more stories to tell. It wasn't long before she realized that her mind was teaming with stories and she started working on the sequel to Call of Descent, Spirit Unbreakable.In 2008 she entered into the 3-Day Novel Writing Contest and completed her entry, Dyllys. While still working on the sequel to Call of Descent, she was inspired to write, After Image, as a "what if" scenario of a possible outcome had she taken the numerous rejection letters to heart and gave up on her dream to be a published author.She currently resides with her cats, Maeko and Cake, in Kamloops, B.C. avidly writing when she is not working as a Library Technician.Aside from writing, B.M. also enjoys hand binding books, steampunk, anime, video gaming and cosplay.

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      Dyllys - B. M. Polier

      Dyllys: A Novella

      by

      Brandi M. Polier

      SMASHWORDS EDITION

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      PUBLISHED BY:

      Brandi M. Polier on Smashwords

      Dyllys:

      A Novella

      Copyright © 2011 by Brandi M. Polier

      Smashwords Edition License Notes

      This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This ebook may not be re-sold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each person you share it with. If you're reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then you should return to Smashwords.com and purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting the author's work.

      Thank you to Ginette Felske for her wonderful editing skills.

      Chapter One

      Wake up.

      Dyllys was unsure whether she had thought the words, or if someone else had spoken them. Regardless, they had the desired affect: she awoke. She stared at the cascading light. The morning sun was shining through the window at the end of her bed. She could see the tight beam it sent through the trees outside as the light reflected on the dust in the room. She passed her hand through it trying to catch the light even as she knew that she couldn’t. She was more intent on feeling the warmth of the light on her cold pale skin. She had no warmth of her own; after all, Dyllys wasn’t alive.

      They called her an android, as they called all her kind, but they had never treated her like one. Had she understood feelings she would have called their treatment of her kind, but Dyllys couldn’t feel. She merely was; for something had to be alive to feel.

      Today, her mind was full of confusion. She wanted to talk to her mistress and so she pushed herself up from the bed and stood. She understood that she was to wear clothing, which her mistress required of her, but she never had understood the purpose of the clothing that they required her to wear. Practicality called for tight fitting clothes that would not hinder her performance in her duties, but her mistress always insisted that she wear loose fitting dresses that rippled in the wind and caused more problems with movement than Dyllys would ever admit. Her duty, however, was not to question her mistress, but to obey. What she had come to understand about humans in the duration she had been active, was that they rarely made sense and always acted on emotion, something that Dyllys did not comprehend. She only knew that it made her mistress do illogical things and more often caused Dyllys a great deal of problems.

      Dyllys put on a white dress nearly the same color as her soft skin. She looked at herself in the mirror. It wasn’t that she was at all concerned with the way she looked; it was merely an imitation of what her mistress always did. As her mistress was always insistent that Dyllys act more human, Dyllys always made a point to copy what her mistress did, regardless of whether or not she knew why she was doing such things.

      Dyllys was perfection in the eyes of a human. Her pale skin was unmarked, her face almost childlike in innocence. Her eyes were a piercing blue, so perfect in color they looked like ice. Dyllys understood that her eyes captivated humans, captured their attention more than anything else her body possessed, merely because they were such a radiant color that belonged to no human. She always thought that this feature of hers would be the least liked as her mistress was always aspiring for Dyllys to be more human. In fact, the rarity of their color always made everyone feel more comfortable with Dyllys, like the mere color of her eyes made her more human. Another thing she couldn’t comprehend. Maybe they were easier to stare at than the more mechanical look of her ‘wings,’ the memory modules that were affixed to her temples. They were large metallic structures that grew from beneath the surface of her skin forming metallic feathers that looked, with intricate detail, like the wings of crane, white with black tips. Her ‘wings’ were what held back her long silver hair. Staring at herself in the mirror, Dyllys couldn’t see a human at all. She saw just what she was: a machine, built to serve. She moved away from the mirror, casting no second glance, and walked out the door.

      Dyllys lived in the guest house, away from the constant noise and prattle that issued constantly from the main house. The estate she lived on was large and was always busy. Her mistress’s family had owned it for generations, a vineyard of the finest quality. Dyllys had a fondness for this place, though she didn’t understand the attachment. All she knew was that her thoughts centered around it when she was gone, and she was always asking her mistress if things were being done to satisfaction while they were away. Her mistress always told her not to worry so much. Dyllys didn’t know what worry was, but she would always stop asking questions then as she understood that it made her mistress feel as though she had given Dyllys comfort.

      Dyllys entered the main house through the east entrance. This was her normal route. She always felt compelled to go this way for reasons she didn’t understand, but felt no need to resist. It followed a logical course and so the compulsion was indulged. It brought her through the drawing room and no matter how many times she entered this room, she could not just go all the way through to the other door without stopping to stare at an empty space, a space which she felt should be filled, by what or whom she did not know, only that it being empty was unnatural. She stood staring at it unmoving, unflinching, until she heard movement begin in the rest of the house. Giving one last look at the empty spot she turned and saw her mistress.

      Padrona, Dyllys said bowing slightly to her mistress, I did not hear you come into the room.

      Were you surprised? Her mistress asked.

      Dyllys just stared back at her mistress passively, I do not feel, Padrona.

      Please Dyllys, call me Glory. You know I hate when you are so formal with me. Glory reflexively put a strand of her black hair behind her ear – a habit that Dyllys understood meant that she was uncomfortable with something.

      It is my programming, Padrona, Dyllys replied.

      Must we go through this every morning? Dyllys could tell by her tone that she was not pleased and so acquiesced.

      I am sorry, Glory, Dyllys said and then bowed once again. Glory stepped further into the room and took Dyllys' hand rubbing it gently. Dyllys just stared at their hands noting the difference in the color. She wondered if she were alive and had blood coursing through her veins instead of nanomachines if she would have the deep brown color that Glory had and if she would be as warm. Dyllys never wanted to pull away when Glory touched her; touching Glory was like catching the sunlight in her palm. It was always interesting to feel the flow of energy in such a way.

      Glory, I wanted to recount yesterday’s events with you. I have a memory that does not correspond with the rest of the events, a memory that appeared this morning that I did not have previously. I was wondering if someone had altered me.

      A memory that doesn’t fit? How about instead of recounting the day’s events, Dyllys, we start with the memory and I will see what I can do about making it fit. She sat in the empty spot and Dyllys stared at her for a while before responding. Is something the matter?

      You have never sat there before, Dyllys replied.

      Glory looked at the chair she was seated in and then back at Dyllys, Does it bother you that I am sitting here?

      My preference is irrelevant.

      Of course it isn’t irrelevant, Glory said and then moved to the

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