Lowering his hands, and spreading them as he bowed, the chief recited a long sentence in the songlike language. From her back pocket, Rebecca’s iPho...e translated:“With all due fill, Your Eminence, this humble servant of yours, Leda Gerhard of Arcadia, bids you fair and well in your return to office. I pledge allegiance of all under your domain.”What the fuck? Rebecca carefully removed her phone and gazed at the display. In a typical alert box at the top she read a written version of the spoken. ___________________________ The little sailboat swung on a mooring in water that looked as if it had been poured directly from a swimming pool. So cool and silver-frosted blue was the still water that the little, blue hull seemed suspended in air above a sandy, white plain. Only the quivering shadow of the little hull on the sand below gave away the illusion. A thin man of indeterminate age, perhaps middle-aged, perhaps well beyond those middling years, sat in the little boat’s awning-shaded. She said that she couldn’t believe she hadn’t noticed a camera after all those times (there were at least 20 sex sessions captured that he had edited on his computer).We closed his computer, put away the thong box, and went out to go to a friend’s house to get more weed. On the way there we talked about what we say and discussed how we felt about it. She told me that she was shocked but didn’t really care that much. “My Dad is my dad… he’s been recording me for over a year already, and probably. ‘Let go!’ he excitedly slurred. She giggled and nodded, as they turned to warehouse. Then, a figure appeared in front of them. ‘Hey buddy, would you mind moving?’ the boy asked. The figure smirked and pulled out a M3 shotgun and pointed it at the boy. The girl screamed as he pumped it. A shot rang out as the shotgun bullets tore at the boy’s skull, lacerating it to the extremities, staining the once innocent land in a crimson haze. The girl shrieked louder and attempted to run away. The.