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Fire in His Hands

The caravan crept across a stony wadi and meandered upward into the hills. The camels boredly tramped out their graceless steps, defining the milemarks of their lives. Twelve tired beasts and six weary men made up the small, exhausted caravan. | Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter http www.processtext.com abclit.html The Fire In His Hands By Glen Cook Book One of theDreadEmpire Series Scanned by wicman99 Proofed by Alice Additional proofing and formatting by Nadie Contents Chapter One. 3 Chapter Two.20 Chapter Three.32 Chapter Four.42 Chapter Five.51 Chapter Six.66 Chapter Seven.74 Chapter Eight.85 Chapter Nine.97 Chapter Ten. 109 Chapter Eleven.118 Chapter Twelve.127 Chapter Thirteen.136 Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter http www.processtext.com abclit.html Chapter Fourteen. 144 Chapter Fifteen.153 Chapter One Making of a Messiah The caravan crept across a stony wadi and meandered upward into the hills. The camels boredly tramped out their graceless steps defining the milemarks of their lives. Twelve tired beasts and six weary men made up the small exhausted caravan. They were nearing the end of their route. After a rest at El Aquila they would recross the Sahel for more salt. Nine watchers awaited them. The camels now carried the sweet dates emeralds of Jebal al Alf Dhulquarneni and imperial relics coveted by the traders of Hellin Daimiel. The traders would purchase them with salt recovered from the distant western sea. An elderly merchant named Sidi al Rhami mastered the caravan. He was captain of a family enterprise. His companions were brothers and cousins and sons. His youngest boy Micah just twelve was making his first transit of the family route. The watchers didn t care who they were. Their captain assigned victims. His men stirred uncomfortably in the shimmering heat. The sun s full might blasted down upon them. It was the hottest day in the hottest summer in living memory. Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter http www.processtext.com abclit.html The camels plodded into the deathtrap defile. The bandits leapt from the rocks. They howled like jackals. Micah fell instantly his skull cracked. His ears moaned with the force of the blow. He hardly had time to realize what was happening. Everywhere