ATM Er Rak Error (2012) English Subtitle -Full HD

Below in the valley, the column of determinedly advancing men and women bound to wreak vengeance on Jacques hesitated, halted, and broke ranks in disorder that grew to panic. For out of the side of the hill Lauri van was peering, and what was behind his eyes belonged to the age when chaos was the All.

Some small power remained to him so long as he survived, and he applied it to this single and unique purpose: to wipe clean the slate of yesterday.

So he looked down on Ys and saw there what was to him an abomination, the shadow of the past given substance. He reached out one of his arms, and erased -and erased-and erased...

Honorius, sowing contagious fever on the streets, was not.

Thirty sated children, smeared with blood on faces and fingers, were not.

Bardolus's mother, chortling over the fate of her son, was not.

Knotting a noose from every rope in a cord sellers shop, the first of the line of the Hautbois was not.

Brandishing his bloody trophies, the adulterous d'Icque was not.

Three who had come forth from a vault were not.

Stripped of its food, its draperies, its gold and silver and precious artworks, the house of Mileage was silent.

And those who had come to regulate accounts with the decadent lordling Vegas took their leave.

Also, many who had come forth from graves and sepulchers, from hollow walls and wayside ditches, from dungeons and the beds of rivers and the bottoms of wells... were not.

"So!" said the traveler in black, when he had restored Lauri van to his captivity. "You have a reprieve, Jacques-are you glad of that?"

The tawny-bearded man mouthed an affirmative.

"And will you learn a lesson from it?"

"I'll try-as heaven is my witness, I will try!"

"Fairly said," the traveler declared. "Go then to join those hiding in the valley. Approach them as a friend, not showing that you're aware why they set forth bearing bludgeons. Say to them that the rule of chaos in Ys is ended, and so is Ys; they must return home for the last time and gather their belongings before they and all the people scatter to the corners of the world."

"But-but is this our world?" Jacques whimpered. "On the way to Barbizon I saw-and now here..."

"Ah, you'll have no more of that kind of thing. It belongs to yesterday, and with other traces of yesterday Lauri van has wiped it out." The traveler allowed himself a smile. "And do not lament excessively for Ys. For cities, as for men, there comes a Time... Besides, there is a prophecy: a prince shall seek a name for his new capital, and he'll be told of Ys, and out of envy for its greatness he will say, 'I name my city Parys, equal to Ys.'"

"I have little faith in prophecies as a rule," said Jacques, staring. "But in this extraordinary place... Well, no matter. Sir, I take my leave, and-and I thank you. You have held up an honest mirror to me, and I cannot resent it."

"Go now," the traveler adjured. "And be quick."

He waited long on the brow of the hill while the last daylight dwindled away and the stars wheeled gradually to the conformation marking midnight. It became more and more difficult to see Ys; the towers melted into the mist, the walls and gates were shadow-dark among shadows. For a while torches glimmered; then even they failed to be discerned, and when dawn broke there was neither the city nor the traveler in black, for anybody to behold.

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THE WAGER LOST BY WINNING

What Stake will you adventure on this Game? (quoth Arundel).

Why, Sir, though I am naked and penniless, yet stand I in possession of my Head (saith Amalthea). That prize I in no wise, quoth Arundel. I had liefer win a Cooking Pot than such a Numskull. Wager me in place of it that Treasure, which though you lose it to me shall be yours again when I have done.

-Fortunes and Misfortunes of Amalthea