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Feathered Serpent then caused a reed boat to be built. Of great majestic size indeed, where gods could sit and wait for mortal hands to row. The Dragon then sailed off, and setting course for horison's end he ventured forth into lands unknown, where the sun each eve will come to rest. In that far land at the edge of worlds he met the Emperor of All-suns-end, where temples built of gold there stood to house the maiden of the sky when the night at last must come. Of many things may Emperor and Dragon speak, and long they lingered, captain, crew, until at last their Lord returned, and told them to set sail at once. Then off they went, winds at their back, though on the seas they heard tumultuous cries behind, for Emperor of suns-rest-land had found his treasure robbed away. Ah, gold that land may have galore, as sun can pay it time again, yet silver here is rarer still, than gems inside the eyes of men. So when their silver coin was gone, the single silver thing they had, which was a gift from Mother-moon, their maiden's sister, long ago, they vowed their vengeance thousandfold. But dragons are more clever still, for they knew not of boat of reeds, nor art of building, nor of sails, and so pursuit was all in vain, and Dragon Lord returned to home, with silver coin and rooms of gold.

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