#dasa

She is the wife of Deerghatama. She never approved of her marriage and her husband's indiscriminate indiscretions.

Hence, she along with her sons, with the help of the god Traitana and a brahmin-leader Dasa, beats up, then ties Deerghatama to a raft and sets him afloat on Ganga.

Thank you for the ask! @dresden-syndrome

Corvius (looking sickingly smug):

35) Do you need to restrain your whumpee often? How and why so?

Corvius: at least 2 to 3 times a week, one time he was my yard ornamentfor the better part of a month. He was on the frame more than he was off of it. That pain in the ass mongrel never ceases in trying to take the blame for other slaves failures. I play along, the guilt seemed to keep the rest in line. He didn't need to be unrestrained to serve his purpose anyway.

40) What do other people usually say about your whumpee?

Corvius: People are impressed by his obedience and skill. My slaves are highly sought after, and Dasa is my masterpiece, it had better be all good things…. for his sake.

Dasa (scanning around nervously):

12) Which of your whumper’s rules do you find harder to obey?

Dasa: Silence. The bands even make sleeping hurt when I'm under that order.

48) Do you have any plans or hopes for the future now?

Dasa: I will serve Princess Annika and Master Jarek to the best of my abilities for the rest of my life. I owe them so much for their kindness. It is my duty to protect them.

Plaguing the lawless, Indra gave up to Manu’s seed the dusky skin … he burns each covetous man away, he burns the tyrannous away.

Whatever health and strength our father Manu won by sacrifice may we, under thy guidance, gain.

mnogobrojni okrutni kilometri

koji nas nemilosrdno razdvajaju

bivaju zaliveni olovnim suzama,

nježno, nečujno i obilno.

iz njih ljubav prema tebi cvjeta,

ljepša od ružičastog neba u suton,

čvrsta i ponosna kao stijena,

a nepokolebljiva kao oluja.

ali bezlični dani sviću

bez prisutstva plavičastih očiju,

ostaje samo blijedo sjećanje

milijuna poljubaca, dodira i pogleda,

tvog lica u mojim dlanovima

i beskrajne ceste pred nama,

opipljiva sreća stvorena s tobom.

polako, neprimjetno venem iznutra

jer nema ljubljenog Sunca

da me brižno grije

i toplim zrakama obgrljenu čuva.

V.B.