reasurer and tal  ceremony my eyes omed to ty red aura of treasury rooms t ter sunligering in from tyard of te Quarters of terrifying. I stood dead still, as did Master Osman  seemed, t in ty and tangible air of treasury might escape.

    it, as if seeing some magnificent object for t time, Master Osman stared at t cascading toreasury cal.

    t before, I curned ticed tonis pass over  upon trembled faintly, oorted delicately, as if preparing to reveal a pleasant secret, tc an illustration.

    After tal iently betless; I t nervously t  ime to cull enougion from treasury. I sensed t Master Osman couldn’t focus adequately on ask, and I confessed my misgivings to him.

    Like a genuine master groomed to caressing ices,  to try to see to resign ourselves to ice,” ures and possessions, I rong sensation t to converge: As we approacice approacer Bih…”

    Master Osman callously told tory of tinized tremely s of t beneat better see; a pinkiss tip.

    “ters,” Master Osman said, “ calent, colors and met diso see tern s, as a estern ruler did—ists of our day do.”

    rained on mine nor upon t of  seemed as t a distant unattainable uranian armies clas so sered one anotival, t or cloven in trehe field.

    “ masters of old o adopt tyles of victors and imitate turists, to  ting ime. Yes, before tare at a masterpiece ceaselessly for ubbornly stared out of boted ake tration I’d  to stare at till I’d attained the blind?”

    Like a man trying to recall a co se