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Allons enfant de la patrie Le jour de gloire est arrivé Contre nous de la tyrannie L'étendard sanglant est levé

distorted image, malformed body, malformed fingers

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[art by Ray Harryhausen] the landscape of Mahabharata, the celestial battle of symbols and faith
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Lankhmar is richly described as a populous and labyrinthine city rife with corruption. It is decadent or squalid in roughly equal parts and said to be so shrouded by smog that the stars are rarely sighted (the city's alternate name is "The City of Sevenscore Thousand Smokes"). Located next to the Inner Sea, Lankhmar is visited by ships from across Nehwon and is the starting point for Fafhrd and the Mouser's many sea voyages.
Que veut cette horde d'esclaves, De traîtres, de rois conjurés ? Pour qui ces ignobles entraves, Ces fers dès longtemps préparés ?
Allons enfant de la patrie Le jour de gloire est arrivé Contre nous de la tyrannie L'étendard sanglant est levé
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