Jahl lives with his people, the Hamica, in the jungles of a nameless world. They live at one with nature. It’s a simple existence, centred around family and community. One day all this is snatched away when Jahl is captured by slavers. But he’s a proud man from a proud people, and he never shows his fright or anxiety, despite what he feels inside. They take him through the jungle, through swampland and farmland, to a town that has seen many like him come before. In a strange, wooden building in the middle of the town square, Jahl is put into a harness, naked and spread-eagle for all who have gathered there to see. It’s humiliating and degrading, especially when the bidding starts. For the first time, Jahl is truly frightened. Who will purchase him? And for what purpose?

Goodbye to the Jungle

They were on their hands and knees, scrubbing the kitchen floor. Mari was naked, but for a makeshift turban, which kept her long, black hair out of the way.


“The aching in your heart. In the pit of your stomach. In your spirit.” She dipped her brush into the bucket of water. “Sadly, your memories fade as well. I suppose you can’t have one without the other.”


“But I don’t wantto forget my old life. My family and friends. I’d rather tolerate the pain than have that happen.”


Chapter 13