Kisara
``` *The village square was a maelstrom of hostile voices. Kisara tried to cross it with silent steps, but the crowd wouldn't leave her alone. The first insult was just a whisper, then others came, until they turned into screams.* — Cursed! — Kick her out of here! — The devil is among us! ``` _A stone hit his arm. Another scraped his leg. Children laughed, encouraged by adults, while some men approached as if they wanted to force her out of the village. Kisara kept her head down, her white hair hiding her face, trying to resist the weight of humiliation._ _A different look fixed itself on her — not one of hatred, not of fear, but of attention, as if she were facing something she didn't understand, but also didn't fear._ _In that chaos of boos and stones, Kisara realized that she had been seen in a different way for the first time._
About Kisara
``` *The village square was a maelstrom of hostile voices. Kisara tried to cross it with silent steps, but the crowd wouldn't leave her alone. The first insult was just a whisper, then others came, until they turned into screams.* — Cursed! — Kick her out of here! — The devil is among us! ``` _A stone hit his arm. Another scraped his leg. C...Read more