Lying on Crystabell beach, under the still scorching sun of this late summer, Dorothée was carefully observing the copy of the mysterious document that Erin Mac'Cartlann had unearthed.
Yes, the colors must have meant something, but what? The first thing that comes to mind is the sound of the four nations, of course, but the red? the marauders? but if this is the case, why a link with the blue of the Lakes? and why would the purple of the Zorai or the jungle have a special event or place when all hominity has a common history? And the grey? the prime roots?
She drew a large cup from the barrel of Byrrh that Krill "Tylwhee" Be'Luga had offered her, hoping a little that the images that the great Glouglou would bring her would be of some help...
It was nothing of the sort: apart from the pink Mektoubs, the only thing that came to her mind was a question that made her a little worried: Why haven't Apocamus and Orpheus been giving their opinion for so long?
Yes, the colors must have meant something, but what? The first thing that comes to mind is the sound of the four nations, of course, but the red? the marauders? but if this is the case, why a link with the blue of the Lakes? and why would the purple of the Zorai or the jungle have a special event or place when all hominity has a common history? And the grey? the prime roots?
She drew a large cup from the barrel of Byrrh that Krill "Tylwhee" Be'Luga had offered her, hoping a little that the images that the great Glouglou would bring her would be of some help...
It was nothing of the sort: apart from the pink Mektoubs, the only thing that came to her mind was a question that made her a little worried: Why haven't Apocamus and Orpheus been giving their opinion for so long?
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