"Arinn Dembo - Sisterhood Of Skin" - читать интересную книгу автора (Dembo Arinn)

on
the kitchen floor, burned and crying-- her blood was so hot.

He had great difficulty remembering sometimes who the enemy was. I woke one
night a few years later to find his golden eye trained on me, sights open. I
begged him not to shoot, calling him Poppy the way I did when I was four; he
went back to bed, shaking his head slowly from side to side. It took weeks
sometimes before the Company repaired the damage to his brain.

They separated us after my "incident." Better for both of us, they said.

Things on deck look good. I've brought miso to the foc's'le and the mid shift
reports a school in the nets. There are men on the winches, easing the deep
net
into the hold to let the seawater drain. I've assigned a few dozen slimers to
a
watch on deck and on the sonar; I don't want to lose any more chances at a
silkie. The women seem grateful for a break from cleaning fish. The machinery
can handle it for a few hours; the humans are really only there to maintain
standards of quality.

Fascinating creatures, these silkies -- they must be rare, or the probes would
have spotted them along with our prey. They wouldn't have sent us here if
there
were any visible Samoans. Bad policy.

This planet is sometimes very beautiful. If only there were any land, someone
would colonize it; the waters are loaded with life. Inuit or Norwegian
settlers
would do well. I can imagine their hide boats on the water, slipping easily
over
these beds of vegetation where the Albatross cannot venture -- curachs and
kayaks following that trail of twisting green fire which dances on the skin of
the sea. They would hunt the silkie as they hunted the orca, with bone-tipped
spears.

Lost another man. Still not sure how. Gunther Jones is being held accountable
at
the moment.

Sometime during first shift today, the crew went in to gas the drained catch
in
the hold. Simple enough procedure; we've done it a dozen times. The fish are
too
strong to be gutted live; they have teeth sharp enough and jaws strong enough
to
snap off a length of two-inch titanium pipe. However, they are susceptible to
ethylene gas, which is generally harmless to the men, once it disperses; it
asphyxiates the fish within minutes and dissipates quickly enough that they
can