"Firedancer, explain this to us all!" The voice, ancient and rattly, strained to cut across the space from several yalms behind the huntresses. Its bearer, gripping a bone white walking stick that dug deep into the sand, lifted her wrinkled, drawn face to the standoff, and the wagon just beyond. The colorful wraps and bone beads swaddling her hunched body swung and clattered in a short gust of wind.
Back in the tent, K'deiki had not let K'ile Tia speak more than a few words before interrupting him with a sharp slap of her hand against the ground. So many had come to their sanctuary lately, with tales and excuses and pleas, and Elder K'deiki had had just about enough of these things. "Demonstrate to us a reason we should not cast all intruders back into the sand," she had said to him before exiting the tent with a speed perhaps surprising for her old age.
So now she stood, her worn ears swiveled back, straining to hear K'ile's footsteps behind her, while her pale eyes squinted through flurries of sand at the scene at the edge of their camp.
Back in the tent, K'deiki had not let K'ile Tia speak more than a few words before interrupting him with a sharp slap of her hand against the ground. So many had come to their sanctuary lately, with tales and excuses and pleas, and Elder K'deiki had had just about enough of these things. "Demonstrate to us a reason we should not cast all intruders back into the sand," she had said to him before exiting the tent with a speed perhaps surprising for her old age.
So now she stood, her worn ears swiveled back, straining to hear K'ile's footsteps behind her, while her pale eyes squinted through flurries of sand at the scene at the edge of their camp.
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"Song dogs barking at the break of dawn, lightning pushes the edges of a thunderstorm; and these streets, quiet as a sleeping army, send their battered dreams to heaven."
Hipparion Tribe (Sagolii)Â - Â Antimony Jhanhi's Wiki
