By Thomas Harlan
In what will be A.D. six hundred in our background, the Roman Empire nonetheless stands, supported by means of the dual pillars of the Legions and Thaumaturges of Rome. Now the Emperor of the West, the Augustus Galen Atreus, will come to the help of the Emperor of the East, the Augustus Heraclius, to raise the siege of Constantinople and hold a very good conflict to the very doorstep of the Shahanshah of Persia. it's a conflict that may be fought with armies either traditional and magical, with vivid swords and the darkest necromantic sorceries.
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The moon was high and clear, well into the sky, when Dwyrin staggered through the corridor to the dormitory. His bed, he thought, would be most sweet. He washed in the cubicle at the end of the dorm, farthest from the master's quarters. His hands were shaking with fatigue, his mind dulled. At last his bed was there and he could slide under the sheets, pulling them up over his head. Buried under the pillow, he allowed himself a whimper. But only one; Patroclus was doubtless listening from the next bunk.
Ahmet watched them from the doorway as they spiraled up into the clear blue sky and then turned south before flying over the red tile roof of the main building. The two monks paused in their decade-old argument over the physicality of the gods and looked in astonishment upon Ahmet. The master smiled tightly and bowed to them before closing the heavy cedar doors of the scriptorium. The boys stood in a short, irregular row between two of the great heavy tables, sweating despite the cool air in the thick-walled room.
The Roman girl hit the cobblestones in a half crouch and was only partially stunned by the shock. The Persian was not so lucky, falling heavily on his side with a sickening thud. The Helian priests scrambled back, leaving a widening circle around the two and the elephant. Thyatis struggled shakily to her feet and slipped a long knife out of her girdle. The Persian, cradling a broken and bleeding arm, eased up into a crouch, his face streaming with tears of pain. Thyatis started to circle, crouched, the knife in her right hand.