His aggagiers drew closer to the campfire andwatched his face by the light of the flames. Then the aggagierstightened the girths and swung up into the saddle. He picked out the scarlet and blackbanners. Waituntil you are certain, Saffron told her.
It was the cool of the evening andOsman was demonstrating to his followers the courage of his blue-eyedson. It was a blessing. He came on steadily. His name was al-Buq, the WarTrumpet.
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