Into the Wilderness (Blood of the Lamb)
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Award-caliber social science fiction with a strong message about race and the abuse of religious faith by those in power.
Maryam, Ruth, and Joseph have fled Onewēre, reluctantly taking Joseph's troublesome cousin, Lazarus, as well. They arrive at their destination, Marawa Island, filled with hope for rescue and reprieve. But at first glance the island appears to be solely populated by birds. Perhaps the Apostles' dire warnings about the fall-out of the Tribulation were true after all?
As Maryam and Joseph experience all the topsy-turvy misunderstandings and sexual tension first love entails, the antagonism between Maryam and Lazarus reaches explosive proportions. But when disaster brings the crushing realization that time is now against them, all four must decide just who they can risk turning to for help.
studying each of them in turn. How like him, Maryam thought. So frail, yet here he is still trying to hold us all together. He started to cough, but managed to swallow the irritation down again before continuing. “It's clear there's no one left here. We must decide what to do next.” “We should go back,” Ruth burst out. “Admit the Apostles were right about the Tribulation and leave this awful island.” “You must be joking! Surely you can't honestly think we'd be better off back there?” Maryam
of sign…tell me what we should do next. Then, with more conviction, she added the thing that mattered most. And, Lord, please, please don't let Joseph die. The gentle swell rocked her in its arms while a flock of golden plovers swirled overhead, calling to each other as they dipped their tawny speckled wings and soared back in towards the land. You know, you know, they seemed to cry, their piercing call penetrating the layer of water and reaching her ears. The message was so clear, so
Lord. How foolish that thinking seemed, when all the time those same Apostles planned to steal her blood to save themselves from Te Matee Iai, proclaiming that it was the Lord, and not the lifeblood of the Blessed Sisters, who was protecting them from the plague's harsh grip. As for Ruth, destined to a life of shame, her body used to serve her masters as nothing more than breeding stock…no! No matter what hardships now lay ahead, nothing could be worse than that. As the night wore on, Maryam
spirit bled out through his eyes and curled his lip in a perpetual sneer. “I know what you're wondering,” Lazarus smirked. “You can't comprehend how anyone would shun such privilege and luxury. Am I right?” Despite herself, she had to nod. “Then think on this. Before this night, I knew what every day would bring. I knew I'd someday take over the reins of my dear father and that, thanks to the sacred blood of Blessed Sisters like you, I could cheat the Lord of my death until I felt the time was
could hardly see. It pleased her, in a disconnected way, just how much the lack of food affected her. Perhaps this would be over sooner than she thought. The men working to ready the boat for arrival barely gave the passing group a glance. At last they emerged onto the deck, and Maryam was disoriented for a moment: the dawn was just breaking in the sky. Just how many days had it been since Joseph died? After the putrid confines down below, the fresh air was welcome although the fumes from the