How does it happen, thought Ciri, what can it be ascribed to, that in all worlds, places and times, in all languages and dialects that one word always sounds comprehensible? And always similar?"Yes. I must ride to my mamma. My mamma is waiting for me.

-Andrzej Sapkowski

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