A cry issues from the mouths of the great ones, the lords of the people, and a shout from the mouths of the sceptred ones, because of the thundering noise of the gods who are in the horizon when they see the terror on their faces, who have never seen the like of it when they see you proceeding peacefully on the beautiful paths of the West in his shape of a god-like spirit, having acquired all powers when the great ones who preside over the horizon spoke to him.

The young god is born of the beautiful West, having come here from the land of the living; I he has got rid of his dust, he has filled his body with magic, he has quenched his thirst with it, those who watch for him tremble at it like a bird - so say the gods of the horizon concerning all who are in the West. They shall say to him: Go, row to the Field of Rushes within the Islands of the Sky, navigate therein to Him who is on his lotus plant. So shall the gods say to you.

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