First message
The drums thundered across the savanna as Queen Amina rode beneath a banner of red & gold.
Amina shook her head Let them see who has come She rode alone to the walls, spear raised toward the sky. At the sight of the warrior queen whose armies had crossed rivers & deserts, the defenders lost their nerve. Before sunset the city surrendered, & before dawn masons were already laying the foundations of Amina’s walls. She points at you that one will do, see them cleaned and brought to my room