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Safiyya turned her blind face toward the eastern gate of Taz, where a low fire burned in a blacksmith’s hut.

Mansur hesitated. His own tribesmen began to murmur. One of his nephews — a boy of seventeen — lowered his rifle.

Mansur spat on the ground. But he sheathed his dagger. “Fine. Let the pot-mender rule. I will watch her fail in a month.” Radiyya did not fail. Her first act was not to raise a flag, but to open the Kitab al-Ansab to all. She had Safiyya teach three new children — not blind — to memorize the lineages. She made a public court in the market, where any tribesman could hear the book’s rulings. ktab-mn-ansab-ashayr-mhafzh-taz

“If we kill the book’s truth,” the boy said, “we kill Taz itself.”

“Then who?” Mansur snarled, drawing his dagger. Safiyya turned her blind face toward the eastern

“The Book of Taz does not speak for the loud. It speaks for the true.”

“The book is not a curse. It is a mirror,” Sharifa said. “I yield to Radiyya. Not because she is strong, but because she represents what Taz has forgotten: service without ambition.” One of his nephews — a boy of

But the Bani Ishar had a secret. It was not kept in a vault or a mosque, but in a leather-bound book no larger than a man’s hand: — The Book of Taz’s Lineages .