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This is a WIP, NaNoWriMo 2016, currently called River, Tree, Mountain. It’s science fiction, set on a colony planet, six generations in–with 10% of the population born “marvels,” who have special abilities like dowsing, healing, or creating fire. The protagonist, Rekka, is a spark (fire), signed a contract with Brenton to provide him a child (NOT married/permanently paired), moves in with him, and more than a year later, is outside painting when L, the pink haired man, gives her a hand carved wood goldfinch, and offers to listen to her problems over a meal.
“I have other people to listen to me complain,” Rekka said.
“But will they feed you before you perish from hunger? Or be this charming and lovely a companion?” L asked.
“I don’t know, how do you look in a low-cut top and mini-skirt?”
The teasing light back in his violet eyes, L spread his arms as an invitation to admire him.
Since he was offering, Rekka studied the muscles of his arms, and skimmed her gaze down the part his chest framed by his unzipped blue and gray checked jacket. She took a few steps toward him, then circled around his back.
He half-twisted, tracking her, and then laughed when he realized she was contemplating his rear, thoughtfully rubbing at her chin.
“Hmm,” Rekka lifted her gaze to his, done teasing, though she had to admit the worn fabric of his pants cupped a very fine behind. “I’m not sure–it might be a tie.”
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Life on the colony planet of Kaibou was going uneventfully until the second generation of colonists was born on the planet, at some, at a young age, began showing various psychic abilities. When those people, called marvels, grew up, many of them formed companies, building compounds to live in and raise their children. Due to population diversity issues, many colonists have children using genetic bank material, or choose a succession of partners. Now on the seventh generation, marvels are born both within and without company walls, and all must work together to use their gifts and make a living on a still wild land. Some of these outsider marvels sign contracts with company marvels, agreeing to give them a child raised within the company, in return for a permanent home in the company compound, a stipend, and other concessions.