[Shouting] Look there, I see a city 'cross the lake!

Barley, a dog, is out of focus in the foreground. Behind her, a steep hill descends to a body of water, and beyond, an industrial port.

Barley, a dog, is out of focus in the foreground. Behind her, a steep hill descends to a body of water, and beyond, an industrial port.

We've not the time for games!


I swear, I swear!
The fog that seasonally cloaks the shore
Has just now parted and revealed to me
A city bright with lights and with spires tall!

Let's see ourselves what game she plays at now!
[All walk to the window]
By all the gods, I see you speak the truth!