With ants crawling over her body, the Apache woman uttered the name of the one who buried her alive.
The desert stretched endlessly beneath a punishing sun, each gust of wind carrying sand sharp enough to cut the air.
Heat rippled upward from the cracked earth in waves, distorting the horizon until the whole world seemed to sway.
Half-buried in that shimmering wasteland lay a woman—Da, an Apache daughter of warriors—her skin coated in…
The desert stretched endlessly beneath a punishing sun, each gust of wind carrying sand sharp enough to cut the air.
Heat rippled upward from the cracked earth in waves, distorting the horizon until the whole world seemed to sway.
Half-buried in that shimmering wasteland lay a woman—Da, an Apache daughter of warriors—her skin coated in…
