Then the youngest of them all stood up, and with a voice like Amber wine, she spoke. "Great Sir, now all is done and seeming well, yet there is one remaining problem. My children sir, of yet unborn, shall never hear your words so plain and grand."
"You see," the Great One aloud, "it is for them I write this book, our law, our honor bound in hide."
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