Chapter 24If one dream should fall and break into a thousand pieces… never be afraid to pick one of those pieces up and begin again. That’s the beauty of being alive… We can always start all over again. Enjoy God’s amazing opportunities bestowed on us. Have faith in Him always…
—Saint Bernadette Soubirous
9580 BCE
Northside of juncture of Tigris and Batman Rivers
Twenty-five cycles ago we landed on the other side of the big lake. As my father said to me, his oldest daughter, Ki, we should find lands of great beauty between two great rivers rich in animals, grass, and water past the mountain of obsidian. And now we live there as the traditions said we should.
My mother, Nanshe, has fifty-four sun cycles and continues as our group’s spiritual leader. My brother An has thirty-seven cycle
