Is today, thanks Virgil for eminding me.
I haven't got any camels or horses for them, so we can suppose they just walked.
Melcior, the Crimson King of Shambhala, who journeyed down from his mist-ringed Tower with its telescopes and scrolls and endlessly comfy armchairs;
King Balthazar Abraxas Obama, up the mountainous roads from Agartha, seeking, his eyes on the Sun, and ignoring the dust in his sandals;
Gaspar the King of Perilous Starlight, who came South from Hyperborea, pointing out the path by the light of Great Nibiru.
They return by different ways than whence they came, which is perhaps a wiser way of doing it.
Perhaps they stopped in New Zealand for a bit of a vacation first.
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