by Mark Hanna | Book Two, Dazshtan Paid
Chapter Fifteen Our Fears Realized! As we approached each other, Rashad thought we were the enemy. I could not help but take my keffiyeh cloak off to reveal who I was. Mathew was ready to defend us as our challenger came charging up but was astonished to see I...
by Mark Hanna | Book Two, Dazshtan Paid
Chapter Sixteen The Meeting of the Tribal Elders As our scouts sought out clues. Rashad, Mathew, and I approached the tribal elders. We were greeted traditionally but there was some suspicion. Rashad had traded horses with this tribe in the past. We explained...
by Mark Hanna | Book Two, Dazshtan Paid
Chapter Seventeen The Hiding Place Our scouts headed out at midnight, with the light of the moon. They returned to notify us that they had found an area in a canyon where they noticed traffic coming in and out. It was close to our camp. Storm clouds were gathering...
by Mark Hanna | Book Two, Dazshtan Paid
Chapter Eighteen The Bdul Tribal Council Convenes. Upon returning, members of the Bdul people surrounded us and treated the wounds of our horses with herbs and spices. We were given generous food and water as well as fresh clothing until we were settled....
by Mark Hanna | Book Two, Dazshtan Paid
Chapter Nineteen Reprise It was late as the horses bearing their weary charges, Mathew on Kashira, Rashad on Basmah while ponying Bint Shahwan, and me on my stallion Dazshtan came through the dust and wind, the vast greenery of the Wadi Sirhan and close to the tents...
