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may your ka live, and may you achieve millions of years, you who love thebes, sitting with your face to the north wind, and your eyes seeing happiness. -- the wishing cup of tutankhamun
“And the programme was a Pozzitive production for the BBCCCCCCCC!!!”
Logically, shouldn’t fire/earth/air/water people speak different languages? I mean, they inhabit an entire world, and you’re telling me they don’t even have dialects distinct enough to give themselves away?