Land of Silence by Tessa Afshar

Author:Tessa Afshar
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: FICTION / Romance / Historical / Ancient World, FICTION / Christian / Historical, Fiction / Literary
ISBN: 9781496414366
Publisher: Tyndale House Publishers, Inc.
Published: 2016-05-01T07:00:00+00:00

“Thank the Lord you took those lengths of fabric with you, or there would be nothing left,” I said to Joanna as we scrubbed the walls. Every corner of the house seemed to have become covered in oily ash. Our home stank of its pungent smell. We had been cleaning for three days straight and it still would not leave.

“I wish I had left everything in the workshop. Our whole stock would have survived if I had.”

“We should praise God for sparing our lives.” Joanna adjusted the knot in her scarf. “And we still have a roof over our heads.”

“You are right, little sister. Things could have been much worse. Sometimes I forget that reality. And I forget to be thankful, too.”

“Elianna? Did we lose the money for my dowry in the fire?”

“Don’t fret about that. Ethan and I will take care of you and Chuza.”

“I am sorry I am a burden to you.”

I dropped my rag and wrapped my arms around her tiny waist. “How can you be a burden to me? You are God’s sweet blessing.”

“I want to help. Put me to work in the workshop. I am certain I can learn quickly.”

I laughed. “We aren’t that desperate yet. I might give you some embroidery as soon as we have more fabric.”

The afternoon had turned unusually hot; you couldn’t tell we stood at the threshold of winter. I felt sticky with sweat; the smell of soot clung to every part of my body. In my chamber, I washed quickly and pulled out a fresh tunic from my chest with haphazard haste. A rectangular piece of purple fabric, caught in the folds of the tunic, floated in the air before landing on the carpet. For a moment, I did not recognize it. It was a deep shade of purple, with just the right hint of scarlet. Where had I seen it before? And then I remembered.

Lydia’s gift.

Months had passed since the night she gave it to me. Of course it had sat in the protection of a closed chest. Still, the color had not faded; the texture remained soft and inviting. Its vibrant, supple folds hinted at extravagance. I rubbed it between my fingers thoughtfully.

“Joanna, put on your veil. We are going to visit Master Ezer.”

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