The Poet
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Rania is a poet.
Her words, when spoken, change the tides of thought for those who hear them. When written, they can change the progression of time - or predict it. By day, she teaches langauge to the local children, by evening she writes for the resistance.
Qays is a guard.
He works as the Shah's personal eye in the city, keeping an eye out for anything - or anyone unusual.
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