Chapter 1

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The winds of Tepr howl across the vast plateau, caressing the steppe grasses in a gentle sway. Herds of wild horses gallop in the distance, their hooves pounding the ground in a rhythmic dance of freedom. Each tribe of Tepr has its own rhythm, its own dance; and in the Jabliu tribe, today's rhythm pulsates with excitement.

The plateau stretches as far as the eye can see, an endless tapestry of gold, green, and russet hues. Here, the land seems to kiss the sky, creating a horizon that blurs the lines between earth and heaven. During the day, the sun bathes the steppes in a warm glow, making the tall grass shimmer like liquid gold, while at night, the vast expanse transforms into a celestial canvas, adorned with millions of stars that glitter and dance.

Scattered across the plateau are clusters of wildflowers, painting the landscape with splashes of color. Bluebells, marigolds, and crimson poppies sway in the wind, their petals whispering ancient tales of the nomadic tribes that have called this land home for generations.

Occasionally, the tranquil scenery is broken by meandering rivers and streams, their waters gleaming under the sun's rays. These lifelines provide sustenance to both flora and fauna, ensuring the cycle of life continues uninterrupted. Along their banks, willow trees stand tall, their branches drooping gracefully, offering shade to the wandering animals and weary travelers.

The steppes are also home to diverse wildlife. Apart from the majestic horses, herds of antelope sprint with unmatched speed, their agile forms weaving through the grasslands. Predators like the steppe fox and golden eagle patrol the skies and grounds, always on the lookout for their next meal.

In some parts, the ground rises to form gentle mounds or hillocks, which offer panoramic views of the surroundings. It's atop these natural vantage points that tribes often set up their camps, yurts dotting the landscape, their smoke spirals ascending towards the heavens.

The songs of the steppes are varied. From the melodic calls of larks and cranes to the haunting howls of wolves in the distance, each sound narrates a story of survival, of life, and of the eternal dance between man and nature.

Despite its serene beauty, the steppes of Tepr are a land of extremes. Blazing hot days give way to freezing nights. Ferocious storms can roll in without warning, their thunderous roars echoing across the plains. But to the people of Tepr, these challenges are a testament to their resilience and their deep-rooted bond with this wild, untamed land. They respect its rhythms, understand its moods, and in return, the steppes cradle them in its vast, open embrace.

Naci stands before a mirror made of polished bronze, inspecting her reflection. The fiery sunset casts a golden glow on her tanned face, reflecting her shimmering brown eyes. She's clad in her best tunic, adorned with intricate beadwork and colorful threads, representing her tribe's crest. Her raven-black hair flows freely, cascading like a waterfall down her back.

With a grin, she playfully twirls, watching the layers of her dress flutter. Tomorrow, she would be wed. But unlike most brides, who'd be consumed with nervous excitement, Naci feels a different kind of thrill. The idea of leaving her family, leaving the mundane and stepping into a new life away from the everyday drudgery, sends her heart racing.

Her stature is athletic, a testament to the countless hours spent training with the warriors of the Jabliu tribe and racing across the expansive steppes on her favorite horse, Liara. Though not exceptionally tall, she carries herself with a regal bearing, her every step radiating confidence and poise. Many in the tribe whisper about her uncanny resemblance to the legendary warrior queen of old, whose tales of valor are often sung around campfires.

Her nose is straight and proud, inherited from her mother, with a smattering of freckles across her cheekbones, reminiscent of the starry Tepr nights. When she smiles, which she often does, it's with a contagious exuberance that lights up her entire face, revealing a set of perfectly aligned white teeth. A playful dimple graces her left cheek, making her look younger than her years, and is often the subject of teasing by her siblings.

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