Chapter 40 - Return to Pilani
Darlana can hear what seems to be the slowest passage of people she thinks she’s ever heard. A weary, interminable parade of exhaustion and occasional whimpering.
“Seeing this gives me feelings of loss and bereavement,” Pratima tells her, they still stand at the edge of the field, Pratima describes how refugees are streaming by their little army group, driven by the expanding of the Thar desert.
Between that and the compound fighting, which was not simply in this village, so many civilians have been forced to relocate, out searching for some modicum of safety. Moving from one town or region to the next. “The destruction of a compound obviously, that fight was undeniable, but so many people also... it should be impossible.” Tears start moving down Darlana’s
