The sound of the effervescent middle-eastern ska band, Kiv Yahol, echoes around Clavical Square, rolling out the notes of their wordless hit Sogni D’Oro. Luo Jie, jangled by the vapours of a potent Malaga wine, is so overwhelmed that words failed him, and over the coming weeks relinquishes the medium of speech. For some odd reason this makes a strong impression upon the sensitive Adrian Palamiter and over the next few weeks he begins to see the reclusive poet and philosopher in a different light. He becomes a devotee, and pledge to spread the word of his new mute Guru.
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