Thanos Kalamidas - historical Fiction

https://theoviebooks.wordpress.com/ The crack of hooves on wet earth startled Paul Floyd from the half-sleep he never remembered falling into. He blinked. The air smelled of mud, wet parchment, and iron, so vividly unlike his south London flat where burnt espresso and cat hair reigned. The dream again. But not quite a dream. Not anymore. The trees bowed as if hiding secrets. And before him, a clearing: men in cloaks, chainmail, and ink-stained fingers hunched over scrolls. A canopy of silk f