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Night is over the desert. Amidst the dunes can be seen a glow of red; a campfire cackling under the dark blue canvas of the sky... the camels sleep standing and the father and boy whisper to not stir their beasts... "another one father, tell me!" Sahat reclines further against his pack with his knowing grin "mmm another ehh.. well it will cost you", he eyes their camels Azil and Nefer over his shoulder, "... at morning you must set bit and saddle of not only your Azil but my Nefertiti as well". The boy's face wavering in uncertain dread, then flashing suddenly to a gleam of white teeth tells the father accord is met. "Hmmm these sands contain truth and fiction the same, often what is thought as truth is fiction, and what is believed imaginings reality, which would you care to hear of..." The boy gives a whispered shout "Either!" ...  Sahat turns his eyes to his forehead and then back to the fire and begins "Near the..."

With the release of The Kha'labal, January 14th

Stories await,
Dura Staff