Rorujhen“I am Anazhari.”
“I am Anazhari.”“That’s a beautiful name,” I told her. “Thank you for talking with me.”
I looked back over the field at the Rorujhen, but I couldn’t make myself choose one.
Rorujhen“Anazhari.” I turned to her. “Would you do it? Of course, you don’t have to if you don’t want to. But…”
“Do you joke? I would not be the best choice,” she answered. “Any here could serve you better. I am ugly and broken. You cannot depend on me. Choose another.”
“Do you joke? I would not be the best choice,” “Any here could serve you better. I am ugly and broken. You cannot depend on me. Choose another.”“I—” I looked at the other Rorujhen again. “Please, it was hard enough to ask you. I don’t know if I could do it again…” I stopped myself. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to pressure you.
