[HAWI]
Mornings in the free lands had always been quiet, but today it was buzzing with life and a clang of swords. There were different things happening at the same time and more than anything, there was the need for reassurance.
From the battlefield yesterday, Hawi had lost a thousand warriors and they were yet to bury them, given their warriors needed to be attended to and those that survived were to keep going. It was a cruel way to live but the war wasn't king to anyone.
In the meeting tent, Awuor Hawi Sicario sat thinking about what Jeremiah had said about her the previous day. She wondered if there was a truth to it all. Jer had said a lot of things and while she wanted to argue that it was for anger, Hawi knew it was.
