In a temple , near the very heart of Lhasa , an exhausted member of the Ducal Society of Tradgardland makes his own private devotions in thanksgiving for his safe arrival after months of travelling. He is aware that he has seen much no other Tradgardlander has ever seen. His mind returns to his prayers once more...
A conch shell sounds outside and he makes his way out into the brilliant light of a new dawn.
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