«We should have been doing that all along. «I had to tell him, once his proper, everyday senses came back. Abivard's-and Makuran's-fate will be decided by what happens in the region between the Tutub and Tib rivers. » «Aye, so you've said,» Abivard replied. Bozorg smacked his right fist into his left palm in frustration. He has published books in both history and speculative fiction. Yet even as reality reversed itself and renegades plotted Abivard's ruin, the undaunted warrior vowed never to surrender.
» «Maniakes has Vaspurakaner blood, not so? But at last Amorion had fallen-before Maniakes' army, pushing west up the line of the Arandos, could reinforce it Abivard's men had beaten Maniakes after that, but it had not been the Avtokrator's fault that Amorion had at last been taken. No foreign foe had ever sacked Videssos the city. » Abivard laughed at himself. He had ten years on him now and looked like a small, smoothfaced, unlined copy of Abivard. Since Videssian meddling out on the steppe had set the clans in motion, he was anything but sorry to see the Empire having nomad troubles of its own and anything but glad to see those troubles overcome. He also burns the fields outside any fortification that tries to oppose his march.
» Artanas' skin, already a couple of shades paler than Abivard's, went almost fish-belly white. When Maniakes bedded his uncle's daughter, that was incest, plain as day. » «Once we're bom, the only thing the God guarantees is that we'll die and be judged on how we have lived our lives,» Abivard answered. Bozorg studied the surface of the wine with a hunting hawk's intensity. He states that the Vaspurakanur belief in their direct descent from Phos was a way to separate themselves from Videssos and maintain a separate social structure.
Abivard found that amusing, for Videssian torturers enjoyed a similar reputation in Makuran. The room plunged into darkness. They helped heal sick men and sick horses and with luck helped keep camp diseases from turning into epidemics. He was educated in local public schools in early life. Abivard thought Shahin had heard it, too, but he must not have understood what it meant, for, with his smaller sisters, he stared at Roshnani with enormous eyes.
It becomes Maniakes turn to retreat and try to delay the Makuraner host, sorcerously or otherwise. » Abivard had heard that, too, and didn't care for it He knew more than he'd ever wanted to learn about nomad horsemen pouring down out of the north. Livania had started an herb garden. Light cavalry, archers riding unarmored horses and wearing no more protection than helms and leather jerkins themselves, formed the vanguard, the rear guard, and scouring parties to either flank. If we don't come to his rescue at once, Mikhran says, the whole province will be lost.
One of the forces flew the red-lion banner of Makuran. Harry Turtledove The Thousand Cities The Time of Troubles — 3 I Abivard son of Godarz stared through sea mist to the east over the strait called the Cattle Crossing toward Videssos the city. She'd had a bad flux not long before and was still thin and pale beneath her swarthiness. The full list is as follows dates assume that years in Videssos correspond to those in our world. Shifting from foot to foot, he admitted, «I am of course here to serve you, lord. » «Nor I,» Roshnani said.
After writing Avtokrator Maniakes' side of the story in , Turtledove returns to the Makuraner point of view by relating the travails of Abivard in the land of the Thousand Cities in the book of the same title. Mashiz lay a long way away; why the King of Kings thought he could run the details of the war at such a remove was beyond Abivard. The scene shifted once more. If anyone could have been confident of outmaneuvering Tzikas at need, he was the man. Most of the plants that grew in it were nondescript to the eye, but their spicy scents cut through the city and camp stinks of smoke and men and animals and garbage and ordure. » He looked very righteous himself.
Of course we can't succeed all the time; only the Prophets Four came close, and so the God revealed himself to them. The Avtokrator of the Videssians will surely have his plans hedged around with the finest sorcery he can obtain from those small fragments of the Empire still under his control. Again, he might have been seeing the future or the past. He didn't think much of the herds of cattle and flocks of sheep moving slowly over the grasslands. «Lord, this is no easy task you set me.
That made him regret having given the order, but only a little: Maniakes would have learned his whereabouts soon enough, anyhow. It was discovered in 1452 by a fisherman named François Kersauzon and named. Makuraner torturers and their skill in torment were legendary in Videssos. It would nave to hurt, though. This is the relevant Point of Divergence, as the discovery of cryptids did not affect the broader strokes of world history. We were doomed if we stayed where we were, so I thought we couldn't do worse and might do better if we took refuge with the Videssians. The story resembles the formula of and , mixed with Turtledove's usual allegorism as the central character sees parallels between the politics and notions of his new world and those of the world he just left.
What Abivard said was, «If he's as hasty and headstrong as you say, eminent sir, how did he smash the Kubratoi as he did? They're wrong, all of them. The war soon turns into a bogged-down fight between the canals that irrigate the Thousand Cities. Having dealt with men from both sides of the border, Abivard had come to the reluctant conclusion that those of either nation would lie when they thought that was to their benefit or sometimes merely for the sport of it, those who worshiped the God about as readily as those who followed Phos. It's different on the steppe. «Could a man who was, say, both rich and fearful have a scryer show him great chunks of his life to come so he would know what dangers to avoid? «They should, seeing how Livania stuffs it into them every chance she gets. He was never less believable than when he donned that mantle of smug virtue, for it did not fit him well.