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EN: number
FR: nombre
ZH: 数目 (shùmù)
JA: 番号 (bangō)
IT: numero
DE: Anzahl
ES: número
RU: но́мер (nómer)
EO: nombro

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24. The hostile part of the assembly…

Everyone was shocked by this absurd and discourteous reply. How could a sensible man refuse the most precious, the most divine of gifts? A few redoubled irritations now seemed to vindicate the hostile part of the assembly.

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34. Khachkars …

As he worked unceasingly, it wasn’t long before dawn broke on the third day. The farewell point had been set at the Gate of the Great West, where the three khachkars gather. A few members of the City had come in procession. The man would be leaving in a moment, with no promise of return.

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25. Not without exceptional gravity…

Had it not been for the serenity of the head of the council, this audience would no doubt have broken up in the noise and bustle. Nevertheless, he obtained immediate silence: “So be it!” he began, not without exceptional gravity, “you find yourself ‘unable’ to receive immortality, and the reasons for this prohibition are your own…

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28. An immediate turnaround took place…

As is the case with all groups, an immediate turnaround took place. A kind of new-found elation spread among the spirits, including those of the most resistant clan.

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38. Handling the keys with some embarrassment…

The impatience of those around him, however, overcame his adversity. Handling the keys with some embarrassment, the god suddenly saw strange shapes and tangled meanings. Their assembly spoke a language of which he was previously unaware, yet which he could easily hear.

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15. At dawn on the third day…

The visitor then informed his hosts of his desire to leave the City at dawn on the third day. Everyone began to observe this man whose presence they had become accustomed to. The visitor’s word was that he would leave the city at dawn on the third day. No one would think of objecting.

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12. Difficult to keep track of time here…

And so the weeks and months went by, though it was difficult to keep track of time here. The man gleaned a wealth of disparate information, insignificant details, scattered knowledge. Here, as everywhere else, great divisions reigned. Everyone was attached to their own knowledge, culture, power and language, and made it a point of honor to share them only in exceptional circumstances. Here, as elsewhere, for the frog at the bottom of the well, the sky was the limit.

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06. The most varied cottons and silks…

Everything that could be thought, said or done, took on body and soul here. The most varied cottons and silks were spun, all kinds of metals were hammered, ancient melodies were sung, meaning was encrusted in alabaster sonnets, and imaginary constructions of form and spirit were erected. The City, as men had firmly established its reputation, was a place of enchantment. And the stay glided along. Without obstacle.

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08. The stranger…

The stranger, sensing the importance of his answer, remained silent. So the God of war rephrased the question more incisively: “What did you come here to find?” he asked, not without raising his voice. “I’ve come to learn”, replied the visitor, whose face had suddenly lit up.

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01. A thousand lights shone on his arrival…

The story goes that one evening, a visitor arrived at the City of the Gods. A thousand lights shone on his arrival, mother-of-pearl stars woven into the imposing walls. The journey was reputed to be so long and so perilous that the newcomer was feted with a display of friendliness and enthusiasm.

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