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1 " . . . and then, from that dungeon in the West,There rises up a melody, beguiling and forlorn.It is the sweet, sad, self-deceiving murderer's song,And it will not end 'til morn . . .'-- Wheldrake, The Prisoners "
― Michael Moorcock , The New Nature of the Catastrophe (Tale of the Eternal Champion, #9)