|Bright-towered Branishor, beautiful city,
stands on the borderland; the black wastelands
loom to their north, night-dark and deadly.
But within the walls of the wondrous city
the Golden Age gleams undimmed.
Shining are the halls of the holy temple
of the god Cory, great World Mover.
Marvelous to behold are the markets of Branishor,
with Haggie the humble most highly esteemed. – Topaz the Poet