Reflections.
Two hundred years ago I stepped into my Mother's Father's Shoes. I took up his mantle and did not return to Pathi. I embraced the wisdom of Umm. i served as faithful and then came the Black Road. Death is a harsh mistress but only with Death comes change. 200 years is enough time to be bound to one place, to be at the whim of others.
I look now ahead. I will free my father and he will be with us again even if he is not himself.
I can take revenge on the Road best from here.
As the saying goes in my country:
إذا حضر الماء بطل التيمم
"If the water is available you need not clean up with sand"
I look now ahead. I will free my father and he will be with us again even if he is not himself.
I can take revenge on the Road best from here.
As the saying goes in my country:
إذا حضر الماء بطل التيمم
"If the water is available you need not clean up with sand"