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The Prophet marched grim-faced along a kariam on the west side, the STRIKER band stomping behind him, the three pairs of Cheoshim in the front rank each holding the arms of a trembling man, three prisoners bound for the flogging posts.

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Ailiki weaving about her feet, Faan danced blank-eyed along a kariam on the east side, the Dancers from the Low City revolving in complex spirals about her, more than a thousand ecstatic women dancing behind her, maenads seized by their god.

Wild Magic came together and clustered about the Honeychild like a veil of silver toile fluttering in unfelt winds.

OW ooo OUM OWWW ooo AHHH UM

The Prophet heard the humming howl, but ignored it. He marched over the meager piles of merchandise without bothering where he put his feet; the Cheoshim following him elbowed merchants and buyers alike out of their way. Nothing mattered but the lessoning and the purifying of the City and with it the Land.

CHU MA VAY YAL CHU MA VAY YAL