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A few of the recumbent warriors turned their heads to glance at the prophet when he ceased. A FEW OF THE RECUMBENT WARRIORS TURNED THEIR HEADS TO GLANCE AT THE PROPHET WHEN HE CEASED
ar from his brown cloak, and the fans of the slaves that fanned the warriors wafted the tip of it a little awry. And he spake to the King, and spake thus: "Woe unto thee, King, and woe unto Zaccarath. Woe unto thee, and woe unto thy women, for your fall shall be sore and soon. Already in Heaven the gods shun thy god: they know his doom and what is written of him: he sees oblivion before him like a mist. Thou hast aroused the hate of the mountaineers. They hate thee all along the crags of Droom. The evilness of thy days shall bring down the Zeedians on thee as the suns of springtide bring the avalanche down. They shall do unto Zaccarath as the avalanche doth unto the hamlets of the valley." When the queens chattered or tittered among themselves, he merely raised his voice and still spake on: "Woe to these walls and the carven things upon them. The hunter shall know the camping-places of the nomads by the marks of the camp-fires on the plain, but he shall not know the place of Zaccarath. SO THAT HIS BEARD CAME CLEAR FROM HIS BROWN CLOAK AND THE FANS OF THE SLAVES THAT FANNED THE WARRIORS WAFTED THE TIP OF IT A LITTLE AWRY AND HE SPAKE TO THE KING AND SPAKE THUS WOE UNTO THEE KING AND WOE UNTO ZACARATH WOE UNTO THEE AND WOE UNTO THY WOMEN FOR YOUR FALL SHALL BE SORE AND SOON ALREADY IN HEAVEN THE GODS SHUN THY GOD THEY KNOW HIS DOOM AND WHAT IS WRITTEN OF HIM HE SEES OBLIVION BEFORE HIM LIKE A MIST THOU HAST AROUSED THE HATE OF THE MOUNTAINEERS THEY HATE THEE ALL ALONG THE CRAGS OF DROOM THE EVILNESS OF THY DAYS SHALL BRING DOWN THE ZIDIANS ON THEE AS THE SUNS OF SPRINGTIDE BRING THE AVALANCHE DOWN THEY SHALL DO UNTO ZACHARATH AS THE AVALANCHE DOTH UNTO THE HAMLETS OF THE VALLEY WHEN THE QUEENS CHATTERED OR TITTERED AMONG THEMSELVES HE MERELY RAISED HIS VOICE AND STILL SPAKE ON WOE TO THESE WALLS AND THE CARVEN THINGS UPON THEM THE HUNTERS SHALL KNOW THE CAMPING PLACES OF THE NOMADS BY THE MARKS OF THE CAMP FIRES ON THE PLAIN BUT HE SHALL NOT KNOW THE PLACE OF ZACHARATH
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