Anshan Sentence Examples
How far is Anshan?
I go to Anshan.
I thought I was supposed to go to Anshan.
As long as you are here, there will be life on Anshan.
Mansr says there will be water as long as I'm on Anshan.Advertisement
She'd never given him an answer about staying with him on Anshan.
I have to clean up the mess you made of Anshan.
Then we go to Anshan.
When, in 553, Cyrus, king of Anshan, rebelled against Astyages, the Maraphians and Maspians joined with the Pasargadae; after his victory over Astyages all the Persian tribes acknowledged him, and he took the title of "king of Persia."
Anshan is a district of Elam or Susiana, the exact position of which is still subject to much discussion.Advertisement
The Pasargadian kings of Anshan were vassals of the Median empire.
It was in the sixth year of Nabonidus (549 B.C.) - or perhaps in 553 - that Cyrus, " king of Anshan" in Elam, revolted against his suzerain Astyages, king of " the Manda " or Scythians, at Ecbatana.
It appears to have denoted the territory above Babylonia stretching from Anshan in the southeast north-westwards, across the Tigris-Euphrates district, indefinitely towards Asia Minor.
At an early time it seems to have formed along with Anshan a distinct kingdom.
We learn from Cyrus's proclamation that TeIspes and his successors had become kings of Anshan, i.e.Advertisement
From the inscriptions of Nabonidus we learn that Cyrus, king of Anshan (Susiana), began war against him in 553 B.C.; in 550, when Astyages marched against Cyrus, his troops rebelled, and he was taken prisoner.
A'Ran l'Anshantuwei, the exiled dhjan-- king-- of the planet Anshan, looked over the three women before him, each a specimen of perfection to her people.
The dhjan nishani-- king's lifemate-- would complete the circle of Anshan's life force.
He met the gaze of his only ally, Jetr, a man from a distant galaxy who had been an ally of Anshan for three generations.
Ne'Rin was a man whose forefathers had been chief advisors to the dhjan dynasty since Anshan's inception and had served A'Ran's family for a millennium.Advertisement
The dhjan had known nothing but war for over half his life, since exiled with his sisters to the tiny moon across the galaxy from his home of Anshan.
They want the ore only Anshan can produce but don't understand why there will be none until I claim my lifemate.
Every ship, every weapon they own, came from Anshan ore.
Their war was passive-aggressive rather than open, consisting of Qatwal making his ore ships disappear and then reappear without the ore or his affront at the last Council meeting, where A'Ran had Kisolm, the man who would be dhjan, imprisoned in his quarters and miss the Council's final vote on who would maintain distribution rights to the ore only Anshan possessed.
I didn't believe the planets died without the dhjan and his lifemate until I saw what happened to Anshan.Advertisement
It was the Yirkins' first venture into their system, and they'd chosen Anshan, aided by traitors within his father's government who were wooed with the promise of ruling their own planet.
My warriors intercepted information from Anshan.
My men intercepted it before it went to Anshan, just as they've intercepted other messages from Anshan directed to someone here.
Only the ore on Anshan could produce the metal that was not only unbreakable but easily molded.
All the spaceships, computers, and weapons within the Five Galaxies were made from ore from Anshan mines-- even the swords, the only weapons sanctioned by the Planetary Council as fair and appropriate for man-to-man combat.
Anshan-- a chunk of rock in space-- was smarter than the entire Council combined, even Jetr, who was content to mediate between him and the Council without truly choosing sides.
His father said Anshan would tell him, and the feeling would be unmistakable.
Only Anshan barbarians would use their hands to create pictures.
A'Ran, dhjan of Anshan, strode from the room in which he'd left her into the secondary control deck, a small room lit up with scenes of space, the planet, their destination, and the internal corridors of the craft.
For fifteen sun-cycles, Anshan women had borne no male children, and drought and dwindling supplies of the ore that made his dhjan wealthy and respected had driven his planet into abject poverty.
She'd need more help when she realized the rightful dhjan of Anshan and his family were in near-poverty and living in exile.
Where Anshan-- and even Qatwal-- women would wait for their men to direct them, his woman had disassembled everything in the room she could.
The Anshan ships didn't work like the Qatwali ships did; her access needed to be programmed into the computer, but she'd broken the pad before Ne'Rin could do it.
Which would've been fine, for an Anshan woman, but appeared to be nothing short of torture to her.
Her varying tones would have thrown it off as well; it was programmed to the monotonous speech pattern of Anshan.
We have been in war for fifteen sun-cycles, since the death of the previous dhjan of Anshan.
He struck when dhjan A'Ran was away at battle along with most of the Anshan men, thus leaving the throne of Anshan unguarded.
When dhjan A'Ran calls for battles, we leave the moon and go to Anshan, where we have a small base.
What does Anshan mine?
It is rare and native to Anshan.
They may find a way to temper Anshan's defiance.
They were too â€¦ different, too unlike the tactics and war planning taught by Anshan or anyone in the Five Galaxies.
She cannot do what the nishani must to help Anshan, and once our people see her, they'll lose their faith in him.
Some of the men were exotic even by Anshan standards.
My people are Anshan's greatest allies.
It was abnormal in Anshan, even if her society held no such apparent boundaries.
I will announce to the Council that you are being appointed the battle planner for Anshan.
It's the bond between an Anshan dhjan and his mate.
She sensed the unseen scars of war and strife, the price of Anshan's struggle, buried deep beneath the surface of the hardened man before her.
He was quiet, and her thoughts wandered to Anshan and her alleged, vague duty to the people.
Your people are very unlike those on Anshan.
She belongs on Anshan.
With repairs for his armies commandeering the last of the Anshan ore he had to trade or sell, he wouldn't be able to afford to feed his people and fight a war.
The fate of your people relies on you bonding her to Anshan.
Anshan is not complete and will never heal without her.
You may battle all you wish, but you will never win until the balance is struck, until Anshan has its nishani, and its nishani is on the planet.
Anshan needs her, but she can't stay where it's so unsafe, and she isn't adapting the way she should be, A'Ran said.
He sat with his sisters and mother beneath a brilliant sky atop the small rise overlooking Anshan Palace with its white columns and myriad of windows.
The depiction was of him, and her, and Anshan, though how she knew Anshan, he didn't know.
He wanted them to be on Anshan together and bring peace and life to the dying planet.
She must choose Anshan.
Mansr's parting warning, that she must voluntarily accept her role and Anshan as her home, had struck him as odd, for why would she not when he honored her with the greatest honor ever bestowed upon a non-ruling Anshan?
She must choose Anshan of her own will¸ Mansr had reminded him.
It'd never happened in the history of Anshan that a nishani turned down her position.
Won't Anshan die without me?
I am happy he found you, not only for Anshan but for him.
Inside is one of three temples on Anshan where the heart of the planet and its people is.
The walls were covered with colorful pictographs of couples and Anshan's geometric writing, telling her a story she couldn't read.
The tiled floor depicted Anshan and its moons, with the planet at the chamber's center.
They were in different hands from different times, the top of the chamber rimmed with drawings of couples holding hands and standing on a ball she took to be Anshan.
He dropped to his knees, his body shuddering at the energy-- Anshan's life force.
That they'd ally with the dishonorable Yirkin was his fault; his affront at taking Kiera from them was enough for them to overcome their distaste at dealing with the Yirkin, whom they viewed as even less civilized than the Anshan.
What the Council didn't know was that Anshan would heal with its nishani, even if it took many sun-cycles for the mining industry to repair itself.
The Council had only thought the Anshan rulers barbaric enough to threaten to blow up the only source of ore.
I'm destroying all Qatwali and Yirkin on the surface of Anshan.
I thought the stories of your barbaric forefathers threatening to destroy Anshan were bluffs.
The space battle stopped completely as Qatwali, Anshan, and Yirkin alike watched the devastation of his planet.
She awoke from the nightmare she'd had every night since being dragged off Anshan.
Anshan's energy had kept her feet warm, even on the rocky terrain.
Anshan went crazy and just started wiping out everyone.
Qatwal has been under attack directly since Anshan was decimated by that lunatic A'Ran.
The Anshan dhjan was usurped, maybe because this craziness ran in the family.
It was her last connection to Anshan and its dhjan.
She wasn't sure Qatwal deserved a peaceful existence after refusing to help Anshan, but for Evelyn's sake, she wanted the wars to end, even if A'Ran didn't want her anymore.
Kiera maneuvered through the crowd, out of place in her jeans, T-shirt, and armband marking her as Anshan.
Did he really destroy Anshan?
First, the Council offers to fund the relocation of your people from the Anshan moon to a suitable planet.
She'd been destined for him-- and Anshan-- since before she ever met him!
The hot energy of Anshan branded her from the inside out, and she shuddered.
His heat and the charged Anshan life force washed over her, through her.
First, we will go to the other moon of Anshan, where we can be alone for several days.
Apart from Susa, the most important part of the country was Anzan (Anshan, contracted Assan), where the native population maintained itself unaffected by Semitic intrusion.