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As you wish, my lord of Burlach. Let's see how this fares:
Stoneland's servant, Lord of Stone,
my shot was aimed at the hands of friends;
towards sunset I sought for a light of hope,
towards sunset turning my day did end.
Pretty transparent, I'm afraid...
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Und aus dem Erebos kamen viele seelen herauf der abgeschiedenen toten.- Homer, Odyssey, Canto XI
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