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| The Lowar spoke in verse: From Chaos they shall be driven; Into Chaos shall they flee... And from some strength, Stonger than will, on a tide of time They shall rise, dragons, and free... And who can know what they meant? Certainly not we. The Lowar no longer pass this way; in 600 years, few have, save the unsubtle Humna Humna. And they bring little news not of themselves... |