More eyes do not see more than the mortal trifles.

Long and short, far and near, each span has its year.

The beetle came with drumbeats' call, and left with waves' gentle fall.

The fat monk failed, for he spoke too much.

Complete the Prologue.

Now at an end is the elder's long wait for the journeyer.

Nothing sparks your talents more than a spark of thought.

Acquired all trophies.

Obtained all weapon parts.

Obtained all frame parts.

Cleared all missions.

Performed all OS upgrades.