Chapter 33
December, 3,390 BC
Earth: Mesopotamian Plain
JAMIN
The Sata'anic shuttlecraft shuddered and buckled like a canoe tossed around a white-water rapid during the height of the rainy season. Jamin bent over, eyes closed, taking deep breaths as he forced his stomach to remain calm. He was absolutely determined that, this time, he would not humiliate himself in front of General Hudhafah's men. The musky stench of sweat and anticipation was hard to ignore. They all stank of the fear which preceded any military action, even a battle as one-sided as the one they were about to engage in now.
Out. Hold. In. Focus on your breathing. That small, quiet voice his mother had taught him to pay attention to as a little boy whispered wisdom he had long ago learned to suppress. Be kind to all p
