The structure is simultaneously strong and portable. The stretched canvas is suppled and soft life calfs skin, but keeps the heat at bay and the chills of the night out. Circular in design, there are no corners, all inhabitants are equal. With a small flap for a door the entrance looks fit for a child, while the whole tent looks as though it could fit a family of ten.
Yurt, Desert
chief wife
concubine
I am the muse of a poet.  I am open to flattery.  I take advantage of the intrigues of men.
Milady, I gathered the herbs, as requested. Thank you dear, how was the walk to find these herbs? I ran into your husband, he gave me this jewelled comb. How dare him! This was mine, my father gave it to me! I know, milady, I thought it best to return it to you. I hope your intentions are as pure as you say. I do what I must. One day, I hope to settle down with my man. He's a poet, you know? I did not, how long have you been with him? Almost a year now, milady. I says I'm his muse. Well i hope everything turns out well. Poets can be very dramatic. Oh I do hope so! I'd love nothing more than to have a yurt of my own one day! Having your own is wonderful. I expect great things from mine.