Razhasch
She wears the head scarf of the monotheists, but what she believes is hers. She dyes her hair, for no one but herself, in the maddest blond and red-copper, and hides it 'neath the scarf. She is a teacher, a merchant, and she loved a man and lost him.
He had a good heart, she must admit.
She makes the trek to the Great South, and returns.
He had a good heart, she must admit.
She makes the trek to the Great South, and returns.