Cyrus asked me to continue my work as his senior scribe. I would hold my babes, one on each leg, as I dictated Cyrus’s letters and trained new scribes to organize his official correspondence. Little did we know that these same scribes would one day become the backbone of his empire, a weapon every bit as acute as his invincible army. We were laying down the foundations of a future none of us could truly grasp yet. To us, it was merely everyday business. The ordinary work of our hands. God knew that brick by brick we were establishing the means to manage the greatest empire the world had ever
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