The night that followed the revelation at the great fire was not a night of rest, not a night of peace, not a night that let me close my eyes and dri…
The dawn came with a silence so deep that I could hear my own heartbeat echoing in my chest, could feel the blood moving through my veins in a way th…
I woke to the soft wind moving through the palace, carrying with it the smell of the coals that had been burning in my mother's kitchen since bef…
I remember that day as if it were happening now, the sun beating down on the red earth of Magodo, the wind playing with the ashes that had been scatt…