I have failed in my duties
and betrayed the marbled city of Olathoe.
I have proven false to Alos,
my friend and commander.
They say there is no land of Lomar,
save in my nocturnal imaginings;
but in the land where the polestar shines high,
and red Aldebaran crawls around the horizon.
There has been naught save ice and snow for thousands of years.

INVIA LE CORREZIONI