Before Hitler, there were the Pashas…
It is 1913 and late summer in the Ottoman Empire. The sun rises, full and golden, atop a lush, centuries-old village tucked into the highlands where the blood-red poppies bloom. Outside the village leader’s home, the sound of voices carries past the grapevines to the lane where Anno, his youngest daughter slips out
She heads to a secret meeting place. She forgets that enemies surround her village….
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