“I did the best I could for you,” Sabit muttered when she could get her parched throat to speak. In the dimly-lit chamber before her stood Kehnan—tall and proud, resplendent in a fine silk tunic and lush fur leggings. Behind him, several shadow-cloaked figures lingered or toiled, as was their place. “You certainly did, Mongoose!” … Read more
Sabit could not say how long she suffered, alone in the darkness—sometimes standing, sometimes hanging listlessly from her chained wrists. In time, even consciousness gave way to waking nightmares. * Sabit in the forest, her loyal bandits at her side. Nerit—his face trusting, the leech tattoo on his cheek subdued and sated. Sidi—his quick jokes … Read more
Out of the dreamless abyss of pain and silence, Sabit awoke. Her mighty arms were spread wide, shoulders burning like the embers of a fire where the weight of her body hung from them. A tingling numbness suffused her wide-spread hands past the cold, thick metal cuffs that gripped her wrists. Sabit’s legs where heavy … Read more