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    The Will of the Wanderer

    Page 46
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      “Yes, Effendi!”

      “And here is my blossom with the flame-colored hair. See, Kiber, she wakes at the sound of my voice. Don’t be frightened, Blossom. Don’t scream. Gag her, Kiber. Cover her mouth. That’s right.”

      The trader drew forth a black jewel and held it over the three figures on the ground.

      “In the name of Zhakrin, God of Darkness and All That Is Evil, I command you all—sleep. . .”

      The trader waited a moment to make certain the spell had taken.

      “Very well, Kiber, you may proceed.”

      Turning, the trader walked away.

      Their task completed at last, the soldiers threw their burning brands into the numerous bonfires blazing around the camp. Springing onto the backs of their magical horses, they soared into the air, flying back to the west toward Kich. Kaug had long ago departed, bearing in his mighty hands the main body of the Amir’s troops, the Amir, and all those who had been taken captive.

      The desert night was alive with the sounds of death: the crackling of the flames; the wailing of an old woman; the groaning of the wounded; the snarls and vicious snaps of carrion eaters, fighting over the bodies.

      The survivors who could stand did what they could for those who could not, dragging the wounded back to the fires that would—at least—keep them warm during the chill night. Tribesman helped rival tribesman—shepherd carrying horseman in his arms, horseman dabbing cool water onto the parched lips of a shepherd. No one had strength enough to bury the dead. The bodies of the nomads were hauled near the fires, thwarting the jackals and hyenas, who howled their frustration and made do by feasting on the corpses of the Amir’s soldiers.

      Majiid, weary and wounded, looked at the bodies as each was brought in. He recognized here a friend, there a cousin, but never the one for whom he searched in vain. He questioned the men. Were there more dead out there? Had they found everyone? Were they certain?

      His men only shook their heads. They knew whom the Sheykh both longed and dreaded to find. They had not seen him. No, as far as they could tell, these were the only ones who had met their deaths.

      “But I have his sword!” Majiid cried, holding out Khardan’s notched and bloodstained weapon. “I found it on the ground beneath his fallen horse’“

      Averting their faces, the men looked away.

      “He would not let himself be captured’“ Majiid thundered. “He would not have surrendered his sword! You are blind fools! I will go look for myself!”

      Torch in hand, ignoring the pain of his wounds—and he had taken several—the Sheykh went to conduct his own search of the area around the Tel.

      The carrion eaters snarled at him for disrupting their feasting and slunk away, skulking about in the shadows until he and his fearsome fire had gone. Majiid grimly climbed among the rocks of the Tel, turning over the bodies of the soldiers and the dead horses, peering beneath them, dragging them to one side. Only when he grew too weak and dizzy from loss of blood to stand did he finally admit to himself that he would have to give up, at least for the night.

      Sinking to the sand, he looked back on the ruins of the camp, on the smoldering fires, the smoke curling into the starlit sky, the figures of his people—what remained of them—silhouetted against the flames, walking slowly with bowed heads.

      Tears came to Majiid’s fierce old eyes. Snorting, he fought them back, but the fires blurred in his vision, the bleak hopelessness of despair overcame him. Refusing to give way to such womanly weakness, the old man struggled to rise to his feet. His hand brushed across a cactus, growing in the blood-covered ground.

      “Curse you, Akhran!” the old man swore viciously.

      “You have brought us to ruin!”

      Grasping the cactus, oblivious to the thorns that gouged his flesh, Majiid took hold of the Rose of the Prophet and tried to drag it out of the sandy soil.

      The cactus didn’t budge.

      Time and again Majiid tugged at it, drove his foot into it, hacked at it with his sword.

      Stubbornly the cactus refused to yield.

      Majiid sank, exhausted, to the ground and stared at the Rose in wonder until the coming of the dawn.

      Glossary

      agal: the cord used to bind the headcloth in place

      aksakal: white beard, village elder

      Amir: king

      Andak: Stop! Halt!

      ariq: canal

      arwat: an inn

      aseur: after sunset

      baigha: a wild game played on horseback in which the “ball” is the carcass of a sheep

      bairaq: a tribal flag or banner

      Bali: Yes!

      Bashi: boss

      bassourab: the hooped camel-tent in which women trave

      batir: thief, particularly horse or cattle thief (One scholar suggests that this could be a corruption of the Turkish word “bahadur” which means “hero.”)

      berkouks: pellets of sweetened rice

      Bilhana: Wishing you joy!

      Bilshifa: Wishing you health!

      burnouse: A cloaklike garment with a hood attached

      Calif: prince

      caftan: a long gown with sleeves, usually made of silk

      chador: women’s robes

      chirak: lamp

      couscous: a lamb stuffed with almonds and raisins and roasted whole

      delhan: a monster who eats the flesh of shipwrecked sailors

      dhough: ship

      divan: the council-chamber of a head of state

      djinn: beings who dwell in the middle world between humans and the Gods

      djinniyeh: female djinn

      djemel: baggage camel

      dohar: midafternoon

      dutar: two-stringed guitar

      Effendi: title of quality

      ‘efreet: a powerful spirit

      Emshi besselema: a farewell salutation

      eucha: suppertime

      eulam: post meridian

      fantasia: an exhibition of horsemanship and weapons skills

      fatta: a dish of eggs and carrots

      fedjeur: before sunrise

      feisha: an amulet or charm

      ghaddar: a monster who lures men and tortures them to death

      ghul: a monster that feeds on human flesh. Ghuls may take any human form, but they can always be

      distinguished by their tracks, which are the cloven hooves of an ass

      girba: a waterskin; four usually carried on each camel of a caravan

      goum: a light horseman

      haik: the combined head cloth and face mask worn in the desert

      harem: “the forbidden,” the wives and concubines of a man or the dwelling places allotted to them

      hauz: artificial pond

      Hazrat: holy

      henna: a thorn-shrub and the reddish stain made from it

      houri: a beautiful and seductive woman

      Imam: priest

      jihad: holy war

      kafir: unbeliever

      Kasbah: a fortress or castle

      kavir: salt desert

      khurjin: saddlebags

      kohl: a preparation of soot used by women to darken their eyes

      madrasah: a holy place of learning

      Makhol: Right! (exclamation)

      mamaluks: originally white slaves; warriors

      marabout: a holy man

      mehara: a highly bred racing camel

      mehari: a plural of mehara

      mehariste: a rider of a mehara

      mogreb: nightfall

      nesnas: a legendary, fearsome monster that takes the form of a man divided in half vertically, with half a face, one arm, one leg, and so on

      palanquin: a curtained litter on poles, carried by hand

      pantalons: loose, billowing pants worn by men

      paranja: a woman’s loose dress

      pasha: title of rank

      qarakurt: “black worm,” a large species of deadly spider

      quaita: a reed instrument

      qumiz: fermented mare’s milk

      rabat-bashi: innkeeper

      saks
    ul: a tree that grows in the desert

      salaam: an obeisance, a low bow with the hand on the forehead

      salaam aleikum!: Greeting to you

      saluka: a swift hunting dog

      satsol: a desert-growing tree

      seraglio: the quarters of the women of the harem

      Sheykh: the chief of a tribe or clan

      shir: lion

      shishlick: strips of meat grilled on a skewer

      sidi: lord, sir

      sirocco: the south wind, a windstorm from the south

      souk: marketplace, bazaar

      spahi: native cavalryman

      Sultan: king

      Sultana: wife of a Sultan, queen

      surnai: a traditional folk reed instrument, generally conical and made of wood

      tamarisk: a graceful evergreen shrub or small tree with feathery branches and minute scalelike leaves

      tambour: similar to a tambourine

      tel: a hill

      tuman: money

      wadi: river or stream

      wazir: an adviser to royalty

      yurt: semipermanent tent

      Table of Contents

      Introduction by Margaret Weis

      Foreword

      The Book of the Gods

      The Book of Akhran

      Chapter 1

      Chapter 2

      Chapter 3

      Chapter 4

      Chapter 5

      Chapter 6

      The Book of Promenthas

      Chapter 1

      Chapter 2

      Chapter 3

      Chapter 4

      Chapter 5

      Chapter 6

      The Book of the Immortals

      Chapter 1

      Chapter 2

      Chapter 3

      Chapter 4

      Chapter 5

      Chapter 6

      Chapter 7

      Chapter 8

      Chapter 9

      Chapter 10

      Chapter 11

      Chapter 12

      Chapter 13

      Chapter 14

      Chapter 15

      Chapter 16

      The Book of Quar

      Chapter 1

      Chapter 2

      Chapter 3

      Chapter 4

      Chapter 5

      Chapter 6

      Chapter 7

      Chapter 8

      Chapter 9

      Chapter 10

      Chapter 11

      Chapter 12

      Chapter 13

      Chapter 14

      Chapter 15

      Chapter 16

      Chapter 17

      Chapter 18

      Chapter 19

      Chapter 20

      Chapter 21

      Chapter 22

      Chapter 23

      Chapter 24

      Chapter 25

      Chapter 26

      Chapter 27

      Chapter 28

      Chapter 29

      Glossary

     

     

     



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