Nor was this all, for with the flashes came a soul-shaking sound like that of thunder and of crashing trees.
If there is a design in these actions, it is to undesign—to provide supplies for recirculation and recontextualization in which a new meaning may be found.
After the First Türk Empire had been defeated by the emperor T’ai-tsung in 630, the Eastern Türk tribes were resettled north of the Ordos and Shansi. T’ai-tsung drafted his new subjects into the service of the T’ang Empire, but the existing tribal and administrative system was not altered and measures were taken to attract the Türk aristocracy to the imperial service. The author of the ancient Türk inscriptions in honour of Kül-tegin (732) notes with disapproval, when speaking of those times, that ‘The Türk begs abandoned their Türk titles. The begs who went to China held Chinese titles, obeyed the Chinese emperor; they served him for fifty years’ (KT, E 7–8). For most of the Türk people, forcibly resettled in strictly defined regions, life was hard. The Türk historian recalls those five decades as a time of shame, degradation and humiliation; the heaviest burden was the ‘blood tribute’, the obligation to fight in the imperial wars: ‘Your blood flowed like a river; your bones were heaped up like a mountain; your beg-like sons became slaves; your lady-like daughters became servants’ (KT, E 23).
This happens to be my last voyage. But even so, I intend no coercion. If he does not value the alicorn to the extent of ten thousand Spanish dollars, I'll keep it myself. I'm rather fond of the thing. You see, it's a genuine unicorn's horn, and they're exceedingly few.
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