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The moon watches us
From between white autumn clouds.
So silent and serene is she,
That I hold you close my lover,
Lest you fall beneath her spell.

– The Canticle of Menkeret

Jaano’s smile is deliciously charming and the merest hint of it gives me great joy. He is like a boy who has suddenly found himself tall enough to pluck a choice summer pomegranate. But perhaps that smile of his has become just a little too self assured and too self satisfied. Still, I cannot blame him, he has pleased me greatly and should feel some measure of pride. He turns now to look at me and his muscles ripple like the ocean when it is touched by the morning breeze. I gaze at him. My face is composed and serene as always, but it is a mask beneath which intense emotions lurk, emotions which flicker across my eyes when I am distracted. I am ever thus and would not be otherwise. Resignation and acceptance of a slave’s lot are death, the death of the soul and the defeat of the spirit. The Darrakhai might enslave my body but, with each passing day, they unwittingly embolden my spirit.

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