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Mornings were the worst.
Doquz resisted the urge to vomit. She sat up in bed and swung her bare feet to the floor. The stone was chill. She flexed her toes. For a few minutes she allowed her skin to become used to the temperature then carefully, and using her hands as levers as well as an aid to balance, she rose. The sickness had not abated but at least it was under control ...
Doquz resisted the urge to vomit. She sat up in bed and swung her bare feet to the floor. The stone was chill. She flexed her toes. For a few minutes she allowed her skin to become used to the temperature then carefully, and using her hands as levers as well as an aid to balance, she rose. The sickness had not abated but at least it was under control ...
The envoy shivered. It was only a month till the solstice and, though no snow had fallen, the mountain wind was sharp enough to chill his bones. There had been colder winters, he reflected, but the circumstances of this journey were exceptional. Fear played as much a part in his discomfort as the temperature.
He wondered what his reception would be like - a polite audience, immediate death by the sword, or a slow, bloodless execution in what he had been told was the traditional Mongol manner ....
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He wondered what his reception would be like - a polite audience, immediate death by the sword, or a slow, bloodless execution in what he had been told was the traditional Mongol manner ....
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Qutb ad-Din Shirazi was master of many things. At once physician, astronomer and mathematician, his wider scholarship embraced history, language and philosophy. Moreover, he had held his post throughout three reigns and was more than three months into a fourth, and that made him master of tact and diplomacy. ..... And it was fortunate for Shirazi that he possessed these skills, as under the Mongol Il-khans appointments were quickly made and unmade ...
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I was seven years old when the Black Death came to Brunswick.
We heard of it first in March, the day of my accident, the day I tried to sneak a look through the window of my grandfather’s laboratory.
The window was at man-height from the ground and easily reached if I climbed onto a buttress. I could already scamper up a tree as well as any boy, so a wall presented no challenge at all. I reached up ... and gripped the gnarled ivy ...
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... something interesting happened to me at work today ... (Shirin Ebadi)
“You see, Mama, the creature in my vision was a she-tiger. It was a female!” (from The Tiger and the Cauldron)
HULEGU, first Il-khan of Persia, 1256-65 (see The Il-khan’s Wife)
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