And so the day came when I asked the clan’s grandmother what,
in all the world, could bring her the greatest happiness.
“Perhaps a beautiful day at the park,” I guessed, “with your
grandchildren laughing on the playground?”
“Nay,” responded the grandmother. “To crush my enemies, to
see them fall at my feet -- to take their horses and goods and hear the
lamentation of their men. THAT is the best.”
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