Near the southern end of the continent is a tundra bordered on the west by mountains. Where the two lands meet lives a man no one has ever seen. The man lives in a citadel constructed of pure ivory. Some claim the man controls the weather. Others say the man ferries people to the distant Land of Dreams each night. Yet many believe the man collects the tears of crestfallen young women to build icebergs for the Wailing Sea.
Four days ago I received a letter from the man. I have yet to read it. . .
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