In my dreams I come face to face with myriad reflections of myself, all unknown and passing strange. They speak unending in languages not my own and walk with companions I have never met, in places my steps have never gone.
-Rhivi saying
and may the Gods flower their paths with rocks
"and may the Gods flower their paths with rocks"...wtf ??flower whose paths???the dream's???
and may the Gods flower their paths with rocks
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