Contents ( 43)
- Rain Born
- Rain Born
- About the Author
- Dedication
- Copyright Information ©
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37
- Chapter 38
“We must attack while people are still mourning the loss of their refugee family and friends,” Mart stubbornly insists, standing with folded arms. Akhgar says they should continue their conversation in his chambers. Mart agrees, he shouts for one last time at one of the workers who is holding a mould unstably and walks behind Akhgar, stepping outside the warehouse.
Two guards with umbrellas are standing by the warehouse door and start walking by Mart and Akhgar, holding the umbrellas above their heads all the way from the warehouse to the stranded ship and the entrance of the Saviour Ship cabins. Mart and Akhgar remain silent on the way. It’s no use speaking in the rain that has filled the whole air and if they want to hear each other, they need to speak loudly and such conversations need to be said quietly and secretly. The pilgrims, residents and the guards respectfully make way for them as they walk in the short and narrow alleys of the Saviour Island. Akhgar bends his head slightly to thank them but Mart walks on the new cobble paving of the island, ignorantly. The paving was done under his direct orders to avoid dust in the dry season and mud in the rain season. The residents of the Island are thankful for the paving and the Ship residents are happy for the electrical power of the ship. That was done under his orders too, getting rid of the stench of the oil lamps and carrying torches all around. The electrical cabling of the Ship was Mart’s own desire for a long time but the paving is not relevant to him. Yet he knows such small progressions would keep people happy and satisfied residents are less likely to undermine the Circle’s acts. He needs to keep the satisfaction going every once in a while, with small but effective changes. The next step would be to conduct a roof over the Island alleys! But not now, after the war.
Akhgar and Mart step inside. They pass the corridor and go down the stairs to the lowest floor. Mart’s new cabin is next to Akhgar’s, the same cabin that used to be the forbidden library. The common library is used as a storage room for guns and ammos. The humming sound of the rainfall does not reach this floor; instead, there is a deep silence. They stand in front of the cabin doors. Akhgar points to Mart’s new cabin and asks if he is happy. Mart thanks him for it and they both enter the cabin that once used to belong to Hurmaz, the cabin of the First Disciple. The large, round table still stands in the middle of the room but the bookshelves are empty. The bookshelves have been brought forward and behind them the boxes of Saviour coins are placed. The cabin looks smaller than before. Mart and Akhgar sit behind the round table.
“Did you find Hurmaz’s documents among the books you turned to paper slush?” Akhgar starts the conversation. Mart says no.