The Storyteller waits patiently until Linzi finishes her ardent speech. "I will have to begin from afar to let

The Storyteller waits patiently until Linzi finishes her ardent speech. "I will have to begin from afar to let you see what I 'saw' with my blind eyes... The Stolen Lands are like a cradle in an abandoned house, in which the wind swings the skeleton of a child. No few newborn kingdoms have died here, just after taking their first breath. I have collected their stories, these precious stars that have been lost in the dust. And I began to notice some commonalities."