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Poetry The seaport lying on the isle of Oriab;
Being a mighty city.
There is a canal which goes under the city
In a tunnel with granite gates;
Leading to the inland lake of Yath.
Parts of the city are built of bricks
Resembling the ancient ruins
On Yath's further shore.
The beacons on either side of the harbor
Are named Thon and Thal.
The lava-gatherers climb Mount Ngranek,
But not too high, might they fall;
To get bits of volcanic stone;
Still not reaching out to the gods.
The city is ruled by a congress
Of retired sea captains and traders;
Determining both laws and punishments.
Tales of the sunken city
Six nights out of Baharna
Are told in the taverns of Lhosk.
