Silver Eyes: Chapter 3

Chapter 3 

(Note: Any dialogue within ' ' and not  " " is said in Persian) 

Arman 

Arman scowled at the nearest man who even looked at him, hissing like a hostile creature. The man back away from Arman and walked away quickly.

To be displayed like pots and sold like one! What was he? Less than human?

The raiders had brought them far away from their town; Arman was sure that they crossed the sea at one point. Arman and Nouri refused to be seperated, they bit the hands of however tried to grab them and they pretended to be diseased every other time.

<span style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">Their mother though-

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;"><span style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">They took her away at one point, she was screaming and fighting back but Arman couldn't hear her scream after she'd been pushed out the door. He hadn't seen her ever since.

<p style="margin:12pt0cm;line-height:16.5pt;"><span style="font-size:10.5pt;font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;">Now he was being displayed on a pedestal like a piece of meat on the market. Great. <span style="font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:10.5pt;line-height:16.5pt;">Nouri was beside him, his black eyes surveying everything. His black hair had actually started turned white, Arman didn't know why. Nouri was still a small child, he obviously his hair wouldn't turn white from old age now.

<span style="font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:10.5pt;line-height:16.5pt;">The 'seller' frowned at Arman, obviously mad that he was scaring away all his customers. Arman couldn't care less, if he could not sell the slaves then that was great.

<span style="font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:10.5pt;line-height:16.5pt;">The people who walked past them- these foreigners-

<span style="font-family:Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:10.5pt;line-height:16.5pt;">They looked at him with curious blue eyes and their heads decorated with golden hair. They looked so...different than he was used to.

The seller shouted in a language that wasn't the language Arman spoke, so he was at a loss of what was going on. He was probably shouting about what amazing slaves they were going to be. Pfft.

Then the Seller grabbed Arman by the arm, pulling him forward. He shouted something else in that weird language and then forced Arman to flex, showing off his muscles, displaying them for show.

(WIP)