The Slave Princess Part II
Morose and unkind, Unfeeling, unheeding, blind; The winds laugh and moan; Unknowing, unknown. – The Canticle of Menkeret Night. I am alone in my cell in the house of Heshuzius. I am one of his possessions; a thing to be used, like a ladle. Or so he thinks. But I am no ladle, I am … Read more