Submissions by Nomadess

The soft wails of new life floated across the dry plains. A worn out sun was setting in the distance. Replaced by a cool breeze that swept across baby and mother, Ayan. She held the new bundle in her arms, squinting through eyes covered with sweat and tears, momentarily savoring her joy. All dark memories pushed aside for tonight, for the next few hours at least. ‘Alhamdulilah, alhamdulilah, alhamdulilah’-(thank you God, thank you God, thank you God). It was all worth it. Ayan closed her eyes to rest for a second as the bundle in her arms squirmed and suckled. It was getting dark now, harder...