"O worthy one! I come to tell you of the magnificent spectacle I was lucky to witness. I saw a great caravan t

"O worthy one! I come to tell you of the magnificent spectacle I was lucky to witness. I saw a great caravan traveling across your lands. The travelers spat their words onto the road, and covered it with memories of the far-away lands. Sparrows pecked the words and memories like millet, and their feathers turned green, and blue, and red, and all the colors you can imagine, and they started singing in the languages of the countries that the caravan passed along its way."