The tale begins with a merchant man
He sold the finest goods in town
Accumulating such great wealth
But Falor knew wealth would not last
And took his his leave from selling things
So he began his journey
Through storms he crossed the Voroth Sea
To reach the clouded shores of Raal
Where old T'Para offered truth.
He traveled through the windswept hills
And crossed the barren Fire Plains
To find the silent monks of Kir.
Falor entered the temple of Kir
Certain that at last his journey
Had brought him to this place of peace
So that his burdens and sorrows
Could be lifted from his weary mind
But all that greeted his newfound hope
Was silence, only silence.
Still unfulfilled, he journeyed home
Told stories of the lessons learned
And gained true wisdom by the giving
He sold the finest goods in town
Accumulating such great wealth
But Falor knew wealth would not last
And took his his leave from selling things
So he began his journey
Through storms he crossed the Voroth Sea
To reach the clouded shores of Raal
Where old T'Para offered truth.
He traveled through the windswept hills
And crossed the barren Fire Plains
To find the silent monks of Kir.
Falor entered the temple of Kir
Certain that at last his journey
Had brought him to this place of peace
So that his burdens and sorrows
Could be lifted from his weary mind
But all that greeted his newfound hope
Was silence, only silence.
Still unfulfilled, he journeyed home
Told stories of the lessons learned
And gained true wisdom by the giving
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