“Do you know this Canon?” Falk looked where he pointed and saw the verse, What men fear must be feared. O desolation! It has not yet not yet reached its limit! “I know it, Prince. I set out on this journey of mine with it in my pack. But I cannot read the page to the left, in your copy.” “Those are the symbols it was first written in, five or six thousand years ago: the tongue of the Yellow Emperor—my ancestor. You lost yours along the way? Take this one, then. But you’ll lose it too, I expect; in following the Way the way is lost. O desolation!
