a story about a Persian Princess that has an impossible love, she was a great dancer, poet, artist. One day she disappear she took a boat and go far away she only leave one symbol, she reinvented love

In the dim light of dawn on October 1, 331 BC, as the rosy fingers of Eos graced the horizon, I, Alexander of Macedon, stood perched atop a gentle rise. There laid before me the vast plain of Gaugamela, a chessboard set for a battle that would seal the fate of empires. This is my

Charles Folkard (1878-1963), “Ottoman Wonder Tales” by Lucy Mary Jane Garnett, 1915 Source

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