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To my homeland I submit the work of one of her blessed sons. I am old, restlessly old. I look to build any legacy I may. Without the comfort of youthful strength, I find my shelter in memory. I remember my youth, when I took the light in the words of those who had gone before. I have gone before, so may I shed light.
Siric Silanoi Copied to the Library at the Crossroads and the Psion Tower of Sagacious Knowledge |
Book One: Memories on the Walls
Book Two: Storms of Children
Book Three: On the Streets
Book Four: Eventide's Elegist (A Biography)