Maidens’ Ruin

“I watched from inside a ruined building as Taf’s wings glistened in the moonlight. He was speaking in Pashto to a human man, but I couldn’t tell the topic of their conversation.

Then, they glanced at the airport and laughed— the kind of laugh one makes when they’ve witnessed peak stupidity.

I snuck away— told every woman and girl I knew to run, run as far away as they could and not look back, cause the Winged Scorpion was hungry.”