Dreams of ancient Persia

I have just finished listening to the audio version a wonderful book by Susan Fletcher called Alphabet of Dreams that has me dreaming of ancient Persia. It is set at the time of the birth of Jesus, and follows the story of a 14-year-old girl and her little brother, who are of royal blood, but hiding out in the City of the Dead in Rhagae after their father's failed attempt to overthrow the king.

The best of books transport you into a different place and time, and this one has me thinking of pomegranates, dates and chickpeas, of royal purple tunics and fine woven linen, of camels and donkeys and Magi, and prophesies… If you are looking for a good read, I recommend it.

When I have grown weary of this world and its problems as I am today, it helps me to create something. I did this little sketch after finishing the last chapter. Perhaps it will end up in an art quilt someday.