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The genesis of this novel came about in three parts, separated by many years.
The first part was a "western," only, because of the geography of Kantos, it was a "southern". A cavalry patrol of the Second History was to be sent to explore the southern part of Kantos. Some of them would be ambushed and killed with bullets (sling stones). But all the natives they've seen carry bows. Whodunnit? This was imagined as a short story by itself, provisionally titled "Southward Ho!" since the only other good title I could think of gave away the answer.
A different novel would tell the story of the end of the First History. It would follow the Iňgrē as they were raised in their secure hideout, while outside all hell broke loose and the Verē and all their allies were exterminated. There would be a twist at the end to keep it from being a complete downer, and because I needed survivors to lift the Second History out of the Dark Ages.
The third part came when I realized, there will be a first meeting between the Iňgrē and the people of the Second History, an historic moment with utter confusion on all sides. What if the Second-History representatives were that patrol from my "southern whodunnit?"
The rest, as they say, is history. At least two Histories, in fact.
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