The Pale Echo

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The Pale Echo

Act I The highland market at Karamoja stirred under the low, grey light of dawn, a cacophony of haggling wool graders and the sharp, metallic cry of the camp wake-up whistle that sliced through the mist. Baraka Farah sat in the shadow of the tithe barn, his hands resting on the split-bone fish-spear that lay across his knees, the bone worn smooth by twenty years of use. He had dreamed again of...

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