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The Arrow
The Arrow
Year of the Roses
Floral Season
Road to Kintil
Road to Kintil
Mavli
THE SUN HAS RISEN.
We are almost there.
Almost.
We have been riding all night and day. The sun rays are peering through the clouds and threatening to end the cover of night, we dismount the horses and trot side by side with them. The smell of livestock and vegetables is over powering as we enter the Altsas market. Even if it is so early in the morning, the market is already as bustling as a bee hive. We have to elbow, duck and push our way through. My stomach churns loudly when my eyes dart to a stall of a fruit seller; the pyramid
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