Three horses bearing four silent men rode under a sky full of glittering stars. The moon had set, but there was still enough light to see. They followed a well-worn path through cornfields and hamlets, outliers of the city of the pyramids. The warm light of oil lamps flickered here and there, escaping from the shuttered doors and windows of the tall, thatched-roof houses that were the style of that country. Despite the odd architecture, the sight made Gonzalo and Nate feel homesick for their own times and places. For their . . .
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- The Grantville Gazette Staff