She felt lost in their world of colours. Soft carpets, shiny coins clinging to beautiful silk dresses. The dresses the ladies wore there to show off their middle, that was decorated with jewels.
Kaida shivered. A jewel inside your belly button. She looked down at hers.
“That can’t be comfortable.”
She followed Bees knees through the market while he gathered supplies. The weather was hot and dry, and soon her mouth started tasting of sand.
“Where can I get a drink?” She tapped a man on his shoulder, but he looked up at her, saying something in a language she didn’t understand, then started shouting, waving his arms in the air.
Unlike the humans at home, the people there didn’t have pitchforks, but they had chains… Lots of chains. Kaida noticed, and after the initial mystery of this m
