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| The Page of Septagons |
Beyond the pyramids stood a quaint peasant village and here the Fool met a jubilant party of townsfolk, gathered in the street. In the middle of the crowd was a beautiful wedding canopy attached to four oaken staffs and underneath, a man was searching through the presents frantically. "RED URN! My red urn! Have you seen it?" he asked the perplexed Fool. "A red urn?" he puzzled. "Is not red a gaudy color for an urn and is not an urn for a funeral?" "It is our custom at such an affair," the man sniffed. "There’s to be a wedding between our kingdoms and everything must be just so. Now, have you seen it?" The Fool assured the man that he had not, and went on his way. |
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