The Distant Legend
Chapter One Sabri Yildirim stood in the mud of the ancient city gate, his sword raised, the rain plastering his hair to his forehead. He was thirty-two, a bonded scribe for the governor, and he wanted the ledger that proved the village’s debt was forged. The tax collector’s men closed in, their boots squelching in the slurry, while Sabri felt a low vibration in his teeth, a hum that came from...
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