Monthly Archives: July 2022

This chapter shifts to the point-of-view of Stefan Nilsson. Danish: Huset til den syvende sang Sleep came a little easier now that I knew Leila was safe. I don’t mean that it was easy to get to sleep– my bed … Continue reading →

Chichewa: Nyumba ya Nyimbo yachisanu ndi chiwiri After I’d given Ingrid enough blood for that feeding session, we went back to my room to relax for the evening. The sun was slowly setting, coloring the sky with yellows and purples. … Continue reading →

This chapter reverts to the viewpoint of Leila Moss. Bosnian: Kuća sedme pesme I relaxed as best I could on the edge of Ingrid’s bed. Even though she held my arm tightly, I knew she was trying to be gentle. … Continue reading →

Albanian: Shtëpia e këngës së shtatë I was trying to sort out my thoughts, making sure my wanting to keeping her safe didn’t undermine her own intelligence and self-determination, when we started to hear shouting coming from the hallway. “Don’t … Continue reading →

Zulu: Indlu Yengoma Yesikhombisa When I woke, there was a man sitting in the armchair beside my bed, long legs crossed, hands folded neatly in his lap. He was dressed in clothing from well over a century ago, and what … Continue reading →

This chapter is told from the viewpoint of Stephan Nilsson. Yoruba: Ile Orin Keje Another early morning. The only reason I wasn’t complaining more about it was that Brom had let me join him and some of the others in … Continue reading →

Welsh: Ty y Seithfed Caniad Lord Thorne gave me some time to myself. At first, I spent it perusing the books in my room; it seemed that he’d brought over quite a few from Earth, all hardbacks, mostly first-editions. Many … Continue reading →

This chapter reverts to the viewpoint of Leila Moss Uyghur: يەتتىنچى ناخشىنىڭ ئۆيى I stood in front of the full-length mirror and sighed. Then I turned again to the attendant who had hardly left my side for the past day. … Continue reading →

Tajik: Хонаи суруди хафтум – Xonai surudi xaftum We arrived in a village large enough to actually have an inn well after sunset. I would have been fine with camping out, but Tobias had said something to Brom and Jean-Marc … Continue reading →