AC: The grace of chaos IMaria Thorpe's eyes were full of grudge and humiliation while she looked down at the one ship that had arrived in Acre from Cyprus: it swayed peacefully on the waves of the Haifa bay. Thirty meters below the large terrace where the woman stood, dozens of laborers came and went along the gangway that connected the ship to the docks, carrying bags and wooden boxes over their shoulders. The wharfs were guarded heavily by soldiers. They watched every move the workers made and anyone else who tried to approach them.More Like This
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