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- The Sculptor's Story
- 'Karakorum is, as I have noted, blessed with a church. There are other Christians here, but sometimes my only companion at prayer is William, the captive French sculptor...'
- One night, after we had improvised an Evensong between us, and I had sent the Interpreter on a concocted errand, I took the opportunity to ask him about his marvellous fountain.
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- William's story
- 'I was known across all of Europe. Such was the quality of my craftsmanship! I was a gold- and silversmith. Your own cathedral contains some of my work.
- 'I made silver crucifixes for the Grand Duke of Prussia and gold rings for the Sultan of the Turks. And - to my misfortune - I was summoned to Buda in Hungary fifteen years ago to build a mechanical bird for the daughter of King Béla. I remember, her name was Anna. An adorable creature. The Khan's daughter reminds me greatly of her...
- 'I was still in the castle when Khan Batu's army arrived. The city did not stand a chance. The royal family fled to Pressburg - they are in Zagreb now, living in uninterrupted luxury. But I - I was sold to the Mongols! Betrayed by the King's men charged to escort me by secret ways from the castle!
- 'I woke up days later, already halfway back to Mongolia. I was a valuable prize. The Khan's men had paid handsomely for me. So here I am, still building trinkets for his nephews and grandchildren...'
- Find the rest of the story at: http://silvertree.storynexus.com/
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