Chapter 51
In all debates, let truth be thy aim,
Not victory, or an unjust interest.
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―William Penn
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PAREESA
Pareesa bit back her tears as she moved a rock to keep the precious dark feather from blowing away in the hot, desert wind. She was no better than any of the other villagers who'd turned against him! She had loved him unconditionally, right up until the moment he'd frightened her little sister.
"We should say something," Ebad said. "Shouldn't we?"
Pareesa's voice warbled. "What?"
"I don't know. Something about safe passage into the Dreamtime?"
Pareesa turned. She stared at the village on the hill.
"There is no safe passage. You saw what they did to the kid."
If only you had seen the kid's body -before- you ordered him to go away.
Ebad tried to pull her in for a hug.
