with the dawn

For a long time Rava was left in peace to the fish he’d generously offered. Rava didn’t like to think of herself as a begar, even when her stomach was so empty. Still she couldn’t bring herself to trust the man. She had been forced to tolerate Jupiter, and the alcohol at the party had kept her close, but now that she found her freedom she kept herself to herself. Especially when it came to men. They’d brought nothing but sorrow and misery to her life. She couldn’t allow herself to be exposed again. Not even to someone who could be completely innocent.

She froze in fear at the sudden sound of voices and watched as the stranger moved off with his companion. Rava took the opportunity to finish eating, offering her own odd silent thanks as he disappeared into the darkness on the other side of the fire. Rava already felt exposed enough and turned to make her way back into the desert. If she travelled by night she wouldn’t be bothered by the sun. She’d be able to get to the next oasis before dawn if she left now.

Rava turned her attention back to the fire in time for the male to return to his fire. He made himself comfortable and the cloaked woman knew she wouldn’t be able to return here for a long while.