Chapter 106
July - 3,390 BC
Earth: Village of Assur
Colonel Mikhail Mannuki’ili
MIKHAIL
The archers met each night after the evening meal. With the days so long, Mikhail had two hours before it grew too dark to teach. Behnam unveiled his newest iteration of a bow.
"For you," he said proudly.
"Yew wood?" Mikhail guessed.
"We found a grove across the river," Behnam said. "It should be enough for several dozen bows."
Mikhail held up the bow and admired Behnam's handiwork. At two meters long, it was half a meter longer than the ones he'd crafted for the women. Both end-nocks were reinforced with animal horn to seat the bowstring, while the grip was painstakingly wrapped with leather to create a flat arrow-plate. He ran his hand along the warm, golden wood. It felt smooth to the touch
