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In the Village Where the Mazaar Now Stands

By Fantasy Magic Realism

His eyes fell on the boy’s face and feet, the only parts of his body visible from the sheet. His feet were leathery like everyone else’s in the village, but they seemed cleaner, shapelier and generally well-tended. They were also pointing in the direction opposite to that taken by normal feet. Khudadad had never seen anything of the sort before, and he wondered if he was really watching a Djinn

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