Chapter 109
July – 3,390 BC
Earth: Village of Assur
JAMIN
His father called him when the emissaries arrived from Nineveh. Not Mikhail; and not that fraud of a shaman, Immanu. He sat at his father's right-hand side, with Siamek at his right, the way things used to be before the winged demon had come into their village.
Qishtea of Nineveh was the eldest son of Chief Sinalshu. Tall and muscular, with a thick, black beard and locks oiled into ostentatious ringlets, his four-fringed kilt signaled his rank as his village's Muhafiz. There'd been a long-running rivalry between the two chiefs' sons. They competed over everything: sports, hunting, even the same women. Qishtea was the only man who'd ever bested him in a contest, although just as many times, he'd bested Qishtea, resulting in riv
