The Blue Coat

It was a boring school afternoon, and the light was just starting to drift towards evening, yet enough to grab a quick ride on my horse. She was young and inexperienced, in the middle of training, and fractious. I, too, was young and inexperienced and thought of myself as a horse trainer

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NASHU

“If you try to escape again you will be killed, and your body will be returned to your father on a stick!”, the black bearded guard screamed, as he stood over me. Click through to follow his story.

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Abu Shakar

I became aware that a distant voice was calling a name “Abu”. I would hear it randomly over a period of weeks, that stretched into months. But there was nothing else. Click through to follow his story.

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