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In the days of time forgotten, we rode from the plains of the Caspian Sea, to the northern shore of the Black Sea. In the misty days of our distant past, we rode against them. We lost to Pompey the Great then sixty-six years before Christ. In the time of our forefathers, our kinsmen rode against them again.
They were defeated at Zela then by their General Julius Caesar, forty-seven years before the Christ. I am Perun, a horseman of the Alani, named after our god of thunder and lightning. I ride south across the Danube River to meet with our allies the Goths and ride against their Emperor Valens toward the battleground at Hadrianopolis.
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
In the days of time forgotten, we rode from the plains of the Caspian Sea, to the northern shore of the Black Sea. In the misty days of our distant past, we rode against them. We lost to Pompey the Great then sixty-six years before Christ. In the time of our forefathers, our kinsmen rode against them again.
They were defeated at Zela then by their General Julius Caesar, forty-seven years before the Christ. I am Perun, a horseman of the Alani, named after our god of thunder and lightning. I ride south across the Danube River to meet with our allies the Goths and ride against their Emperor Valens toward the battleground at Hadrianopolis.