The Slide
Chapter 1 | Audacity
“I love the sun,” Farha said as she angled into it, eyes closed, floppy hat atop her wild hair. Her deep black skin, with tinges of purple, glinted under the full force of the blazing light.
The Magistrate had allowed Uncle Tem (Private Tem — she reminded herself) and Farha onto his terrace just below the keep (the highest point of the castle-fort). It had a splendid view of the desert…