“This is the Dun Tolg,” said the guide. “Legend holds that he was bound to the roots of the world and made to swear an oath to speak only the truth. Should he ever utter a falsehood, the chains of calamity will be broken, unleashing the four Floods, the three Winds, and the final Fire.” The rocky form loomed overhead.
“For that reason,” the guide went on, “he has spoken not a word since the inception of the universe, and eventually turned to stone.”
“Oh,” said Chuck. “How’s that working out for you, big guy?”
The walls began to tremble…
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