Pavlos grumbles something to himself, but then remains content to just listen. Maybe gazing at the sky from time to time to follow the flight of the local birds.
Pavlos grumbles something to himself, but then remains content to just listen. Maybe gazing at the sky from time to time to follow the flight of the local birds.
The lions sing and the hills take flight.
The moon by day, and the sun by night.
Blind woman, deaf man, jackdaw fool.
Let the Lord of Chaos rule.
—chant from a children's game heard in Great Aravalon, the Fourth Age
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