Chapter 68
June - 3,390 BC
Earth: Village of Assur
NINSIANNA
She climbed out of bed, bleary-eyed from a night spent on the roof, listening to Mikhail explain the secrets of each object which sparkled in the sky. It was a curious fact, that the man couldn't remember his own name, had words to describe things She-Who-Is had shown her in the vision.
She stumbled down the ladder, her shawl-dress unartfully wrapped for a trip down to the well. Mama and Papa sat stiffly upon the carpet. Had he already come back from his meeting with the Chief? The counting-sticks Papa used to keep track of their wealth were spread across the floor, neatly arranged into piles.
"Good morning!" she yawned. "Did Mikhail fetch the water?"
"Yes—" Mama pointed at the fancy new buckets.
"So early?" Ninsianna as
