Annals of the Lady I
The muse stood at the side of the blind bard. She whispered in his ear, telling him the history of the demigod, of the Conqueror.
Myth of the Lady of the Myst, II, vii.
The mirage appeared very close. I could see the white towers of the city as they shimmered on the horizon. I wiped the sweat from my brow with my sleeve, and took a sip of water from my canteen. I looked over my shoulder. I could no longer see the enemy chase cars. They had been in pursuit since last night when my plane went down. I had parachuted from my wounded craft and landed in the desert. After I landed, I fled into the empty waste, hoping that my beacon would be heard by our rescue.