Adventure, Love and Legend (2)

Another little plug today for my paperback novel, The Gammadion. 'The envoy shivered. It was only a month till the solstice and, though no snow had fallen, the sharp mountain wind chilled his bones. It was true he had known colder winters, but the circumstances of this journey were exceptional. Fear played a part in …

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The Tiger and the Cauldron(39)

Chapter 39 ZAGROS The brown dust road stretched out in both directions with no sign of life or habitation save the droppings of countless sheep and goats. Now rising, then falling, it ran with scarcely a bend across the arid terrain between the darker, russet brown of the hills. Fifteen or twenty parasangs on, it …

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The Tiger and the Cauldron(37)

Chapter 37 The skulls and other remains were removed from the square and buried in the public garden. The ash was brushed away and the paving cleaned. Sabbah undertook to supervise the gathering up of all serviceable weapons, which were brought to the citadel, while Khumar attended to the task of digging pits to receive …

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The Tiger and the Cauldron(36)

Chapter 36 QAZVIN Sabbah and his party turned the corner into the square. His face, already bloody and grim, puckered in an expression that seemed to mix rage with revulsion. Fakhr ad-Din, who had been leaning on his shoulder for support, sank to his knees with a groan. ‘What in the name of Satan and …

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The Tiger and the Cauldron(25)

Chapter 25 The next hours were almost a blank. They rode hard, not stopping, leaving Tabriz far behind. Doquz remembered only darkness and the glint of moonlight on water. Then there were grey skies and drizzle. She did not remark the changes in the terrain. The swordsman had not spoken again and she followed him …

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The Tiger and the Cauldron(ch15)

Chapter 15 Mujir drew his sabre and stroked the curved blade with his finger. It was one third as long again as the short sword and twice its width. The blade glinted in the sunshine. Hassan tried to calm his racing heart and temper his indignation with reason. Negative emotions had no place in such …

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