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“And is it better for the community of Mayan sorcerer-sages,” Pacal wonders, carefully, “if the world is such as to make sense, and mean things, and have value, and thus to facilitate the study of prophesy, the cosmos, and the stars, or if the world is not such, but is rather a playground of sorcerers, where those of great will and clever concepts can dominate all mortal things?”

“The latter,” answers Mochcouoh — I am certain, on this occasion. “But in this case we must concede the advantage.”

“Why?” asks Hunyg.

“We cannot do otherwise,” says Mochcuouh. “We are prisoners of our own sagacity.”

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