Chapter 29 And the Rains Poured Down

Then the skies opened and the rains poured down, washing away the sand and dust and dissipating all the sadness over what had been and all the fears over what might be.

The bones of the dead returned to their desert burial ground and their spirits, no longer tormented, retreated to the far side of the heavens.

The spell over the people of Tangier was broken at last. They left their fish bodies and returned to the White City.

And the vast Sahara was made fertile so that wild flowers would soon sprout in the valleys and the wells of the oases would overflow with sweet waters and human and animal alike would luxuriate in the transitory abundance of pomegranate and fig and argan and musk oil and there would be peace among the desert tribes.

For a season.