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...
by Mark Hanna | Book Two, Dazshtan Paid
Chapter Twenty Together again, Bint Shahwan and Company. Our group, Mathew, and his allied band of Bedouin allies; Rashad on his war mare Basmah that carefully and lovingly ponied Bint Shahwan to her new home, had settled down close to the tents of the Ruala...
by Mark Hanna | Book Two, Dazshtan Paid
Chapter Twenty-Two The Celebration and the Feast Begin. “In honor of our renewed friendship and trust, you are all invited to a feast to celebrate”. A smiling old man that has led his tribe for so long reverently uttered a prayer that Allah will bless their renewed...
by Mark Hanna | Book Two, Dazshtan Paid
Chapter Twenty-Three It All Makes Sense! I hurriedly removed myself from the celebration. I wanted to be with my Dazshtan who was hobbled up on the hill overlooking the lights of the celebration. I found him there lying peacefully as he slept. My emotions as I...
by Mark Hanna | Book Two, Dazshtan Paid
Chapter Twenty-Four Mission accomplished! What an experience. I rushed back to join my family. I considered this experience to be a precious moment in my life. I feel connected to the Arabian horse. All of us are together to accomplish our primary goal to...
