The Dying Earth
Chapter Two: Mazarian The Magician
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Deep in thought, Mazarian walked his garden.

Here blooms like bubbles tugged
gently upward from glazed green
, there shrubs bore a
thousand pipe-shaped blossoms,
each whistling softly to make
the music of the ancient Earth...

Such was Mazarian's garden.

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