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Текст с Bandcamp’а: “You sit out in the open, camped on the edge of a plateau. The wind blows. The shaman sits behind a set of lithophones. He begins hitting the stones in a rhythmic fashion and they resonate, they speak, they sing! You hear a tale of time long past, of fantastic beasts, pristine shores, wet river crossings, and great cataclysms.“
