I met a traveller from an antique land/Who said…/The lone and level sands stretch far away.
-Mad Shelley
Much is missing between those two verse thoughts, filling forty generations, far more than the Darb’s forty. Permit their names be heard…Bilāl Bakhīt, Yusuf, Muhammad al-Himri, KhairAllah Khair al-Sayyid. And these were just those, Khabīrs all with cold command, who Voiced the Whip, Sawwata al-Sawt, on a trail stretching far away.