Amarah
“Are you alright?” My brother asks me, his arm already holding my waist to help the weight off my leg.
I nod. “Just a little tired” I pant. “I…it didn’t occur to me that walking in the sand would be this hard now” I stifle the urge to frown. There’s no need to make my brother upset even more now. It pains me, it truly does but this was no one’s fault but my own. The sand is unlivable for me, my legs would never cease its throbbing and it won’t heal properly if I travel with my family.
That truth is apparent. Lying about it now would be silly. Rekisa has always thought that I was silly.
“We just need to find the closest oasis.” He speaks. Carrying me mostly on his side like how he usually carries the lambs that get too far from the herd.
I dangle from his waist. I want to compla
