Lion Head Mesa You're running out of time.

The wellspring? To clean it? It seemed almost too absurd. But she let her suspicions pass. There was no grudge for her to hold against the girl, one becoming a woman, so she would continue to not let one grow.

I was just on my way into the chamber to pray. Sokha almost had a thought to invite Nazli, but then she realized the fellahin had enough time spent in that room already. It could wait another day or so.

How are you doing, truly? It wasn't much her place, but she was often concerned on her behalf. Sokha knew well that this was not the life Nazli chose, but one she was born into. If only there was a way to get her out— truly, the nebet would have helped.