╤UEEN'S TEARS. ╨RAYERS MUST BE OFFERED TO THE PROPER GODS." "╫HICH GODS?" YOU BLURT. "╘ELL ┴NTETIME WHAT ╔ HAVE TOLD YOU. ╚E MAY UNDERSTAND. ╟O NOW, ├LERIC." ╘HE WIND STOPS AND THE MIST AGAIN CREEPSOVER THE LANDSCAPE. ┘OU LAST SEE ╦AS STANDING WITH HIS HEAD BOWED, WHISPERINGA PRAYER TO ONE OF THE GODS. ┘OU AWAKEN.
