Wo wacune was no more. 24 centruries had gobbled up the ruins where it lay.
the man Garion wandered down tree choke avenuesof the dead city.His thouhts were mournfull and the place known as Faldor's farm and his aunt pol's cooking seemed far away or the ring of smith durnik'ss hammer. trhe sharp clear faces of playmates .everything had changed. slaying a god will do that .
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