He arrived in Muadi with nothing.
His home was torched, his family scattered, his surgical wound reopened during his escape.
“I fear death,” he told me. “I’d rather die from illness than be killed.”
He arrived in Muadi with nothing.
His home was torched, his family scattered, his surgical wound reopened during his escape.
“I fear death,” he told me. “I’d rather die from illness than be killed.”