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I travelled north up the Red Sea, to the lands of the Cushites, the Ethiopos, and the great and dangerous Umayyad Caliphate with whom my master fought so often. I explored gladly, taking in each new sight and place as I could. But always I kept the cloak of the unseen ready and around me. Never getting too near anyone, never lingering too long in one place.

After Kollam, I didn’t much want to be recognised, or remembered.

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