The Slave Princess…Chapter 8
Although the desert sands stretch far Beyond the silent, pale horizon, Their immensity is as nothing To the new-born damselfly. For fear and anguish are to her unknown, Above the desert’s vastness all alone. – The Canticle of Menkeret. We are captives; bound and almost blind, Jaano and I, and virtually helpless. Our captors are … Read more