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Part Two: Journeying West


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The Sindh Party

 


 

. . .heaving, panting; dragging heavy heels across the rough steppe. Need Water. He needed water. . .Rest. . .he needed rest. . .

 

The steppe was unforgiving. As mean and as cruel as it had been since the dawn of time, when djinns and hairy-men and Gods roamed the plain with absolute Dominion. But one day, they disappeared- and in their place came the Children of the Steppe. Those peoples who mounted the steppe as if it were an untamed horse, grabbed it by the hair and lulled it into subservience.

 

. . .Hungry. . .Food. . .He was hungry. . .Why. . .why did he subject himself to this?

 

Each step pained him- his feet seemed more blister than foot. But what was he to do? Stop now and he’ll be felled by hunger and thirst, and his corpse picked clean by the wanton primitivism of buzzards and vultures. Continue and he may die of exhaustion - but he may also survive.

 

. . .Continue. . .

 

His mind was on survival; he imagined himself as a warrior against nature, as the Steppe-folk were when their kin had taken to the desolation. He looked up. There upon the dancing horizon he thought he saw a caravan.

 

. . .My damned mind. . .playing tricks. . .

 

He rubbed his eyes and looked again. The mirage was unbroken. He rubbed his eyes again; and again, and again, and again, and a final time, but the mirage was unwaning. His heart skipped, his heart leapt; he broke out into a skip, into a sprint, he ran towards it; quicker, quicker - his feet weren’t so painful now. . .

 

He was greeted by Ala-Adinn Sindh, Chief of the Sindh Clan. They were hospitable enough, and they promised to take him as far west as they were going. On that day, Shenru thanked whichever God was taking care of him that say.

 

 


 

 

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