Hatin Ref Bi Ref Kurdish Link

"Soran says we are a people of sighs," Rebin muttered, poking at the embers. "That we only look backward."

"No," Azad laughed softly. "Not like sheep. Like the cranes that migrate across our skies. To 'come flock by flock' is an ancient rhythm of our soul. It means that no matter how far we are scattered by the winds of fate—no matter how many mountains stand between us—we always find our way back to one another." Hatin Ref Bi Ref Kurdish

He gestured toward the distant lights of a neighboring village. "In the darkest winters, when the snow blocked the passes, we did not survive alone. One family would break the trail, then another would follow, then another. We didn't move as lonely stars; we moved as a constellation. Ref bi ref —flock by flock." "Soran says we are a people of sighs,"