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“When one considers such ancient times one's only recourse is the language of poetry. Thus legends, myths, creation accounts, history. All are no more than stories shaped to justify the present appearance of things.”

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Book:Return of the Crimson Guard
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Ian C. Esslemont
Ian C. Esslemont

Ian C. Esslemont is a writer born in 1962. His works cover a range of fields, including history, philosophy, and literature. more

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