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How could that beauty fascinate me? Oh, what shall I do to purge my eyes of their pollution?

You will have to wash them in that bottomless darkness.

But tell me, Surangama, why does one make such mistakes?

Mistakes are but the preludes to their own destruction.

Princess, the Kings are waiting for you in the hall.

Surangama, bring me the veil.