Mountains in black shadow.  A fragrance of poppy...

The grasses were few here, being so near the tundra.  A wind, pushed
by storm, trailed his robes---and frightened him.

At once there shown a Temple.  Its many fine carvings and vast
windows were indeed a pleasure in his heart.

And then he heard them...

Gently they came, but stronger grew, til he saw no escape but to
sit and listen.

He'd found "The Chimes Of Forever..."

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