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"Amidst the vast expanse of the unknown, fate conspired to weave a tapestry of discovery. As I sailed forth, my path was intercepted by the Turks, who in their quest for knowledge unraveled the secrets of my voyage. Little did they know that their curiosity would ignite a flame within them, compelling them to set sail towards the uncharted horizon that held America's embrace. In this twist of destiny, I find solace, for even in adversity, the winds of exploration blow ceaselessly, guiding us towards new shores."
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"Wonderful strike!" applauded the man on horseback, slapping the stock of his musket in the saddle holster at the horse's right. Mehemet was his name, though, as Mehemet was the most common name in Amerikia, this was less than significant, individually. "Wonderful strike, Adnan, he repeated. A third man, Achmet, agreed.
Mehemet's rifle was in his arms. It was hardly necessary. The Lakota were like rabbits and no man needed a musket to ward off rabbits. Even so, the presence of the weapon, and its display, was a badge of the superiority of the faithful and the inferiority--the helpless inferiority--of the kufar. Virtually all of the masters carried them almost all the time they were in public. There was quite a lively trade in weapons, too. Nearly every town with any number of the faithful had a souk full of muskets, crossbows, and even swords and daggers for sale.
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All my little helpless rabbits, Mehemet thought. All of you disgusting filthy Lakota are my prey.342Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpNbK8ecWtZ
As red-skinned and dark-eyed as the wretched heretics that peopled the town,
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