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Between the time when
the oceans drank Atlantis...
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and the rise
of the sons of Aryas,
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there was an age undreamed of;
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and unto this, Conan,
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destined to bear the jewelled
crown of Aquilonia...
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upon a troubled brow.
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It is I, his chronicler,
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who alone can tell thee
of his saga.
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Let me tell you of the days
of high adventure.