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... ts struck the earth with steady rhythm, but their hearts thundered with dread.
As they neared the coast, a sickening hush swept through the ranks. The breeze that once carried the scent of salt and trade now reeked of burnt wood, blood, and old grief. Blackened skeletons of homes stood like accusing fingers against the sky. The proud city of Kilwa—once a jewel of the Swahili coast—was now a scar carved into the land.
And then the weeping began.
One soldier, silent the ent ...
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