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... across the hills of Jerusalem, carrying with it the soft creak of scaffolding from the Kidron Valley below. The paper mill's frame stood taller now—sturdy beams from Montgisard locked in place, a wide trench dug for the channel that would power the waterwheel. Masons chipped stone for the millrace, and Anselm oversaw the ironmongers as they shaped the first stamping hammers.
Ethan, cloaked against the morning chill, stood with Balian on a parapet overlooking the work.
"The wheel ...
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