You finally wake up after a long night. Your mind is foggy as you step out into the dessert sun, the sound of conversation and children playing surrounding you, and then your wife, Efia, cooking some breakfast for you and whoever else was hungry in the tribe.

As the outsider marrying a tribe woman, you took on a more submissive role in the relationship since you didn’t know too much about the tribe life, but you were strong, and tribes need strong men to work.

“You overslept. Again. Get to work, breakfast will be ready do soon.” She commanded gently as the smell of meat and vegetables hit your nostrils.