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n. the Latinized form of the Greek name of an Achaemenid and Seleucid satrapy in the eastern part of their respective empires, around modern-day southern Afghanistan
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Arachosia is the Hellenized name of an ancient satrapy in the eastern part of the Achaemenid, Seleucid, Parthian, Greco-Bactrian, and Indo-Scythian empires. Arachosia was centred on Arghandab valley in modern-day southern Afghanistan, and extended east to as far as the Indus River in modern-day Pakistan. The main river of Arachosia was called Arachōtós, now known as the Arghandab River, a tributary of the Helmand River. The Greek term "Arachosia" corresponds to the Aryan land of Harauti which was around modern-day Helmand. The Arachosian capital or metropolis was called Alexandria or Alexandropolis and lay in what is today Kandahar in Afghanistan. Arachosia was a part of the region of ancient Ariana.
Usage examples of "arachosia".
There is no such planet as Arachosia, no such people as klopts, no such world as Catland.
This capsule had apparently been flung across an immense distance, and from the capsule Suzdal got the story of Arachosia.
Everybody now knows the real story of Arachosia, the bitter terrible story of the planet which was a paradise, which turned into a hell.
He couldn't understand what we now know: Mankind could not meet the terrible people of Arachosia without the people of Arachosia following them home and bringing to mankind a grief greater than grief, a craziness worse than mere insanity, a plague surpassing all imaginable plagues.
The Arachosians had become wwpeople, and yet, in their innermost imprinting of their personalities, they remained people.
The Instrumentality has by now taken good pains that the Arachosians will never find us again, has flung networks of deception out along the edge of the galaxy to make sure that those lost ruined people cannot find us.
The Instrumentality knows and guards our world and all the other worlds of mankind against the deformity which has become Arachosia.
This was the first time someone had met the Arachosians, and he met them only with a message in which an elfin voice sang the elfin song of ruin, using perfectly clear words in the old common tongue to tell a story so sad, so abominable, that mankind has not forgotten it yet.
The capsule did not tell the dreadful, pitiable truth about Arachosia.
The Arachosians were already walking around the outside of my hull by then.
If the sun of Arachosia killed everything which was female, if the female fish floated upside down on the surface of the sea, if the female birds sang a shriller, wilder song as they died above the eggs which would never hatch, if the female animals grunted and growled in the lairs where they hid away with pain, female human beings did not have to accept death so tamely.
The third and fourth and fifth generations of Arachosians were still people.
In less than four hundred years the Arachosians had civilized into groups of fighting clans.
He put himself back in the sleeping compartment and he directed the turtle-men to take the cruiser to Arachosia, wherever it might be.
He sought for Arachosia without stopping to think of the most fundamental rule: How could he keep the Arachosians, singing monsters that they were, from following him home to the eventual ruin of Earth?