Sometimes in my old brain noggin wrangles in the night, when the old athritis kicks in and a geezer belly rides high on me heart I have to wander the halls of the City of Ae'gura in search of laughter... but where is laughter to be had, I says to me self... where are the Court Jesters, the Mime Players, the penny puppets in the square by Tokatah Alley.
Me goes down to the ole broken pub and swills a little something for me indigestion and feels fine... then I see a few fellows happen by who seem caught up in some type of gaming...
I walk up to 'em and says,
Riddle me this my young whipper-snappers:
What falls but never lands?
What opens but never closes?
What enters but never returns?
They look at me nervously, then at each other, and then each in his own way opens the bottom lip in dumbfoundedness...
Me says to them... "For the D'ni there is a place of beginnings and endings, a fissure of stars, a hiding place where all journeys find their way home. A book opens but never closes, for it is the way, the journey. And the journeyer enters his dream and never returns by the same journey."
With that I hummed an old D'ni ditty... jumped up and clicked my heals three times, and tapped my Relto book and said... may ye hav' a merry night, ye gents...
And eartwiz bids thee good night too... enjoy the ride in the coming nights and day... and may a little laughter find you laughing too...
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Er gibt den Forschern ein Rätsel auf:
Was fällt, aber landet niemals?
Was öffnet sich, aber wird niemals geschlossen?
Was kommt herein, aber kehrt nie zurück?
Die Lösung:
Die D'ni haben einen Ort des Anfangs und des Endes, eine Kluft, diese sternenklare Weite, ein Versteck in dem alle Pfade ihren Weg nach Hause finden. Ein Buch öffnet sich, aber schliesst niemals, denn es ist der Pfad, die Reise. Und der Reisende betritt seinen Traum, aber kommt nie auf dem selben Pfad von seiner Reise zurück.
