The Totem-Maker: Jealousy (part ten)

The Totem-Maker Chapter Two Jealousy (part ten)           Under the pavilion the women lounged, Lom and I fanned, and Madla’s servant carried samples to each, for rubbing between fingers, for admiring the shades of woven thread…two or three, or several…to the effect of one shimmering hue. From her book came samples, […]