Chapter 105
Over the c*****e rose prophetic a voice,
Be not dishearten'd, affection shall solve
The problems of freedom yet,
Those who love each other shall become invincible,
They shall yet make Columbia victorious.
Sons of the Mother of All, you shall yet be victorious,
You shall yet laugh to scorn the attacks
Of all the remainder of the earth.
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—Walt Whitman
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PAREESA
Pareesa held her breath as the enormous, dark shape undulated past them like a river crocodile swimming overhead. Sweat broke out upon her brow.
Mikhail! Ebad!
Had the ship been sent to fire upon them?
She ran back into the cave where the Khetian and Hattian warriors both stood at the entrance with their mouths hanging open.
"Give me my war camel! NOW!"
She untied the reins and led Titi outside while the
