- Vol. 03
- Chapter 07
Meeting At Tartus
You have returned, my sister, from forbidden lands
where you have driven men to hell
with temptations beyond imagining.
You have remained, my sister, in a walled land
where men have driven you to hell
with binding beyond humanity.
You have gifts for me?
Before we part and never speak again.
I have freedom in my pocket.
And a pretty yellow scarf I bought
with my own coin.
It makes it all the sweeter
for it comes from my sweat alone
and it is my labor I give to you
as well as cloth.
I have safety behind my veil.
And a pretty mystery that I was given
by the one who I rely on.
Whose gaze is all the sweeter because
no other sees my charms or my tears.
What need have I of freedom?
But I will take the scarf.
We part forever, my sister.
Which of us, I wonder, has chosen better?