Chapter 24
February – 3,390 BC
Earth – Village of Assur
JAMIN
The sun beat down mercilessly upon Jamin's raven-black hair, heating up his head until the sweat beaded on his forehead. His father had lined them up and paced in front of them, his hand clasped behind his back as Ninsianna's father made furious accusations. Villagers wandered into the central square, eager for gossip about the winged man who had fallen from the sky.
Immanu faded back, his wild, dark hair visible amongst the other villagers as he let the Chief handle the situation. Yes. The Chief. Everyone in the village thought of his father as The Chief, including him.
"Is it true?" Chief Kiyan's brown eyes bore into his. "Did you drag Ninsianna into the stream and hold her head under the water?"
Jamin squirmed under hi
