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Once every three years the fire-heads’ princess would come ashore to search for her true match. Countless times the princess came ashore just to see the desolate white plains. But that evening, as the oldest twin approached the waves she knew her wait had come to an end.

And before the sun would rise high the elders of the fire-heads wed the two youngs under the purple light of the morning.

After roaming the endless white plains, the oldest twin reached the other shore of the red sea. The night was late when he got near the water and could see the striped fire-heads in their blue boats.

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But the shells’ treasure couldn’t match even a tenth of the richesses of the Earl’s tresure he was searching. So he left behind him the Red Sea and its treasures and continued his journey.

…for they wanted him to abandon his quest and stay with them. And to prove their good-will, they even offered him the milky pearl, a treasure hidden deep in the abysses of the Red Sea.

And when the sun set, the village of the red-sea-shells begun their dance on the shore, around the stranger, hoping to please him…

It was almost evening when he finally reached the shores of the Red Sea. The elder of the red-sea-shells and his two children stepped forward to greet the ”Stranger-with-the-hair-like-the-sea”…

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Alas, it was not the fierce winds of the midnight that took away the old man’s hut, but the warriors from the Golden Tribe of the Invisible Shots. Fleeing for his life, he headed further, for the Red Sea.