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The Enchanter Tash,
Had ten Silver Coins,
They now lie scattered,
Across the world,
In cities old,
These coins do gleam,
Waiting still,
To be claimed.
One lies,
In the city of Darkness,
Where the blind fish stares.
One lies,
In the city of Divided,
Where the building floats.
One lies,
In the city of Ice,
Where the water cools.
One lies,
In the city of Law,
Where the temple floats.
One lies,
In the city of Light,
Where the water ends.
One lies,
In the city of Magic,
Where the water spouts.
One lies,
In the city of Metal,
Where the water falls.
One lies,
In the city of Stone,
Where the water sits.
One lies,
In the city of Swamp,
Where the ale flows.
One lies,
In the city of War,
Where the water boils.
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