Tag: Katana

Thump, thump, thump. My camel dug its feet into the sand: thump, thump, thump. My heart beat as I kicked its ribs urging it to go faster.

Little was known about Cimdi and her daughters until she met her end. While Ayaan’s men built his new quarters, I heard them whisper that Cimdi

As I write adventures of Katana things begin to be revealed. This story cant be restricted to a thriller and it must become High Fantasy.

Katana On Trial: Episode 27 Read episode 26 here and episode 1 here. There was a sandstorm the night before we departed and it was on this night that Barre decided

Uncle Ayaan had been avoiding me all day, when I tried to talk to him he pretended to be busy with something.

An owl hooted thrice. “That’s a bad omen,” Barre whispered into my ear. I did not see him creep up on me and I was tired of his

“Where will we sleep?” I asked as Hani served us boiled camel meat and ugali. “The boy wants to sleep,” Uncle Ayaan mocked.

“How is Sara?” he asked. “Is she still with that good-for-nothing husband who is always complaining as if the world owes him something?”