The Passage to the new world - The Secret A Treasure Hunt

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The Northern seas are cold and cruel grey;
Across them sailed the fair tall Elven folk.
Southward, the seas are blue, serene and warm;
From that soft mist, with many a merry joke;
Sweet Spirits came. From West, at close of day,
Beneath sails brilliant as a peacock’s fan,
Djinni arrived. From sunrise and through storm,
Across the Eastern ocean, last came-Man.

1 Comment

  1. Anthony Jaussaud

    If you flip the map upsidedown and look at it with one eye, on the lower left is a guy holding up a map. There is so many other things hidden in these pages. It just takes looking at it from the right angle.


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