.The horsemen hang bells in the breeze to fold back time;
with every chime come memories of songs they sang.
For all their guns and greater forces, barbarians stink of their horses.
Imagine!Time begins anew with every chime.
Let's not forget, these people are barbarians.
Everyone runs..
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