Chapter 18
September 3,390 BC
Earth: Gasur
Colonel Mikhail Mannuki’ili
MIKHAIL
"Just before we land, I need to shift my body towards the ground," Mikhail warned his mother-in-law. "Don't panic or we'll land face-first in the dirt."
Needa's words were lost to the wind. Between the eyes she’d kept scrunched shut the entire way and her face buried into his armpit, she'd been a model passenger. All except for the gouge marks where she'd clung to him for dear life.
She wasn't any heavier than Ninsianna. The three bundles of medicinal herbs she'd tied to him, on the other hand, had added weight in places he wasn't used to carrying. Thank the goddess they were here because, otherwise, he was ready to drop out of the sky!
Gasurian villagers spotted his approach. Two familiar faces ordered
