The Runaway River

This is a story from Ancient Egypt. I wrote this for a class assignment so tell me what you guys think

By the way: The hieroglyphics in the cover mean gibberish. I'm not kidding! The ? mean I don't know the translation to that:


Not kidding, that's what it means, you can look it up if you want


8. Akhom

When Akhom got into the market, he saw that it was swarming with armed wardens. The usual thieves and outlaws were all missing (so half the town gone), making him stand out in the crowd of swords. He quickly walked to the merchant, got some beans and started to leave. His way was blocked with a line of guards.

“And where do you think you’re going?” said the cruel voice of Acker, the head law.

“Just back to my farm,” Akhom said. He could lie like it was nothing, “my wife is waiting for me. If you would just let me--”

“WHERE IS THE PRINCESS?” he forced. Here, the way they interrogate is, “Confess or die.”

“I would believe she was in the palace, is she not getting ready for her wedding today? What happened? Is something wrong?” he sounded so sincere, that he almost believed it himself. Acker stared at him, yet he was slightly distant, as if he were in deep thought. Finally snapping out of his trance, Acker nodded to the line of men. They said nothing more, but they let him pass. Akhom could fell their suspicious stares piercing his skin like knives as he walked away. They let him go for a reason. They had a plan for this situation. What that reason is, is the question, Akhom thought.

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