Sunday 26 February 2023


                                   


 

Franken Awke
       Here we are with our second appointment of the ''Festival delle Kajire'', as you will remember the first evening was organized by the city of Ko-ro-ba, while this time by the big city of Tharna.
     
     I already knew Tharna, I had been there as a Cartographer years ago, I was pleased to see her again, even if many citizens are no longer the same, sometimes in big cities Warriors and merchants come and go, even the Ubar change, both due to advanced age and for new elections by the Superior Council.  


      I had stopped at the city of Brundisium after leaving Ko-ro-ba, I knew that a delegation would go to Tharna for the dances, we set out together with the Ubar, the mate, the Ambassador, the leader of the Traders and some female slaves, naturally escorted by Warriors.
We arrived at the gate just in time, Lady Jasmine the Captain of the guards was about to close it, I already knew that beautiful haughty woman armed to the teeth, after the recognition she showed us the way to reach the arena where the dances would take place .
         To my surprise I met Pysichian Franken Awke, I had met years before when I was in town on my job as a cartographer.
    
    Brundi's delegation settled in the last ring of the arena near some representatives of Port Kar and Port Olni, but a great many people from all over the world were crowded in the stands, together with hundreds of male and female slaves who encouraged their brothers and dancing sisters.
   



    In the stage of honor, the ubar of Tharna with L'ubarina, their Commander, the head of the merchants, the Slaver, and two judges, I don't remember that on the planet there are any other than the Magistrates, perhaps they are the same , and many of their slaves.
 the dances began, people applauded the dancers who in turn performed their choreographies with great pride and passion, even the beautiful and sensual music enveloped the audience in a surreal atmosphere.
        I'm happy with the show, and I thank the organizers, and all the slaves who participated waiting for the next date of the Festival

    darianelnairad



LADY JASMINE

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