A tale was once told among the ancestors of the people who live at the base of the great mountain to the north, from which a waterfall plummets into a river that winds across the land.  The people who now live in that rich and lovely place still remember the tale of how and why their ancestors’ hearts once grew still and frigid.  And they still remember what part the everyday gods played in the tale.

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