Chapter 139

My real owners had told me the women that owned them was called Nu-reeh. She was large, which this woman was, and had a scar on her face. I wondered if my ownership was being transferred to her.

If I was now a slave to a woman, I was confused. I wasn’t sure what being her slave would entail. Judging from her threat, I’d better learn quickly, though.

It got colder and I huddled into Nu-reeh’s warmth. She flew so high the air got hard to breath. I lost consciousness several times.

“Wake up, slave!” she would screech at me when that happened and I would groggily say something.

“The human cannot breath the air above,” one of her companions said flying closer to Nu-reeh. “It is more like the men.”

Nu-reeh grunted and kept herself at an altitude I stayed awake, but still freezing cold.

We flew into mountains that would make the Himalayas appear small. I saw deep valleys and streams tumbling down the rocky hills. It looked like places I had seen in my dr