Sefrah

I gaze out to the sea, the sun paints the horizon a blood red to remind me the blood shed to save my own life. I look out as far as the eye can see, remembering ... wondering when it is that I should return to my homelands afar. Yet remembering why it is that I have been sent away ... as exile not an option ... it is those who seek me that crave to shed my blood, to dishonor the family and to take what is mine. I will return to my home, yet remain a wanderer until that time may come.