Chapter 61
May – 3,390 BC
Earth: Village of Assur
NINSIANNA
Inside the village, a woman's tasks consisted of homemaking, gathering food from the fields, and picking up after the men. But whenever Mama got too busy, she sent her around to perform the less life-threatening healing calls.
The chubby, dour-faced teenager had cut the bottom of his foot. He tried to appear tough as Ninsianna untangled her bundle of horse-tail and threaded a long, stiff hair through one of Mikhail's steel sewing needles.
"Isn't this spectacular!" she held the needle up to the light. "Look at how thin it is? It will barely leave a scar."
The boy's plump face turned pasty as she squeezed the two flaps of flesh together. His name was Ipquidad, the soft-spoken son of a tradesmen. At the rate he was growing, s
