They all journeyed to the Plain of Oblivion, there they camped at eventide by the River of Forgetfulness, whose waters no vessel can contain. They were all required to drink a measure of the water and each one as he drank forgot all things. And after they had fallen asleep, they were suddenly wafted thence, one this way, one that, upward to their birth like shooting stars.

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