Huginn: We were talking about seasons. It's hot these days. It seems that it is because we are drawing near to Arbol, the sun of this sphere.

Muninn: It is hot because it is. All things were ideal, and now they are not.

H: Why is that?

M: Within you lies the answer.

H: Why does it lie?

M: Perhaps because it is unsure of the truth.

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