Freakshow Chapter 4

Martin awoke to the soft sounds of the morning grumbling of animals, singing of birds, and constructing and destructing of tents. It was show day, opening night. It was always an interesting night all the people, sights, and smells gave him an intoxicating high. His companions slowly began to stir into consciousness. Martin got up and padded quietly across the dirt floor. The pit in which they were held was twelve feet deep and wide. The pit had been crudely dug into a round shape trapping the freaks at the bottom. Martin tried to stretch his tired wings they were only unchained for the show. It was the only time in which he felt happy, the wind rushing in his face soaring high above the crowds heads. It was true happiness, simply thinking about it brought tears to his eyes. "You OK," Dsadi asked. Jerking him back to reality he realized his tears were streaking down his face. "Yeah, I'm fine just, just thinking" he trailed off. "Thinking of flying again?" she smiled knowingly."Of course he was" mumbled Camailious "that's all he ever thinks about. Always off daydreaming when he should be paying attention to what he's doing." Camailious in his slow deliberate way came striding over he had an African American look although his skin changed colors rather periodically. "Hey, where are Saudri and Irily?" asked Martin. His question was soon answered when the two girls were dropped into the pit. They both looked extremely shaken. "Irily! Saudri! you came back!" Maurice squealed running from his seat in Marqui's hair. He ran locking the two girls together in a warm hug. He looked up but smiles did not meet his glowing face.The two girls went over to the side huddled in silence. Dsadi squat ed down in front of them as the others stood behind her. "What's wrong?" she inquired. Irily spoke first, "we're being sold" she said softly. "Not just to anyone" she rambled "the show tonight is where master is going to auction us off. This morning master took us to a man, and he walked around staring at us like cattle. He he...." she broke off in a fit of sobs quivering on the ground. Saudri spoke up "master made us take off our clothes and stand in front of the man like common mules." There was a note of hatred in her voice "He is a man of noble standing he plans to buy us. It's not just us, master is selling everyone. This is our last day together." The silence was deafening, for a long time no one spoke.  1