The Crescent Moon
In the ancient city of Dhamsawaat, where djenn dwell in shadows and holy warriors walk dusty streets, Doctor Adoulla Makhslood just wants a quiet cup of tea. The old ghul hunter has earned his rest after three score years of battling the supernatural, but when an old flame's family is butchered in ways that should be impossible, he finds himself pulled back onto the hunt. Teaming with Raseed, a righteous young holy warrior whose rigid faith is tested by the complexities of real evil, and Zamia Badawi, a lion-shape-shifter exiled for daring to be something other than what her tribe expects, Adoulla uncovers a conspiracy that ties brutal murders to a brewing revolution led by the mysterious Falcon Prince. The killer they're tracking is older than the Khalif's dynasty itself, and the throne itself hangs in the balance. This is fantasy with grit and soul, where sword and sorcery meet the rich textures of a world inspired by Middle Eastern mythology.
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“One can only know as much as one has lived to know, though it is certainly possible to learn a great deal less than this.””
— Unknown
“When one faces two ghuls, waste no time wishing for fewer.””
— Unknown
“Simple things ought not to be taken for granted.””
— Unknown
“Ahhh, God's balls! The Horrible Halt!" Adoulla pronounced the Dhamsawaati term for the complete standstill of traffic with a familiar disgust.””
— Unknown
“Making each other’s tea was half the reason they had such a happy marriage.””
— Unknown
“So this is old age! I’ve seen half my friends die.I say prayers at their passing, too tired to cry.””
— Unknown
“The wind blows out of my ass, man! But unlike you I am not deluded enough to call it perfume.””
— Unknown
“Well, whatever its source, it is the strangest blood I have ever seen. Full of life and lifeless. All of the eight elements are here, but they are... negated somehow. Sand and lightning, water and wind, wood and metal, orange fire and blue fire! How could they all be in one drop of blood and yet not be there?””
— Unknown
“Raseed thinks he is ‘wise beyond his years.’ I will tell you this, girl: There is no such thing as being wise beyond your years. One can only know as much as one has lived to know, though it is certainly possible to learn a great deal less than this.””
— Unknown
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