14
Daughters of the Moon
‘I’m an Australian citizen. You have to let me go.’
No one seemed to be listening to her. She was being escorted down a passageway, Uritu in front, and Sapallu behind, accompanied by three other women, lesser priestesses who seemed f*******n to speak.
Teya was beginning to panic. No one had spoken to her all morning. A strange priestess had come to the room, ignoring every question Teya had asked. She had been given water, but no food. She had been shown to a room with a stone trough, which she clearly understood was a toilet, and which revoltingly, she’d had to use. She’d been washed again, her hair replaited, and some kind of disgusting mixture of animal fat and vermilion powder had been rubbed all over her face and hands, and some strong smelling herbs had b
