Summer winds course across an arid scene, dust swirling through the air, hazing the horizon into a thin line; mountains etch a massive display upon that sea of sky, blotting out the sun and imposing a stalwart, un-changeable shadow. Though the desert reigns supreme ( it always has, here ), the city beholden to this un-forgiving place seems quite the opposite. Magnificent infrastructures blot against the sky, sparkling and pristine whilst laden river-beds pour through open gate; effulgent fauna pours over garden walls over-looking preened denizens who about the wide, mud-brick paved roads. Truly a sight to behold even in a place so rich is a stately woman, clad in armour as if it were pearls, with streaks of vibrant gold and red crusted along the hilt of dangerously-curved blade.

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     Ṭaḫû. ❜





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