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"At once they saw each other, and the angel glared at the Death, and the Death leered back at him, and the flames in the eyes of the angel illumined with a red glare the mist that lay in the hollows of the sockets of the Death. AT ONCE THEY SAW EACH OTHER AND THE ANGEL GLARED AT THE DEATH AND THE DEATH LEERED BACK AT HIM AND THE FLAMES IN THE EYES OF THE ANGEL ILLUMINED WITH A RED GLARE AT THE MIST THAT LAY IN THE HOLLOWS OF THE SOCKETS OF THE DEATH
 I am God.' "And at once the destroying angel put his hand to his sword, and the sword came out of the scabbard with a deep breath, like to the breath that a broad woodman takes before his first blow at some giant oak. Thereat the angel pointed his arms downwards, and bending his head between them, fell forward from Heaven's edge, and the spring of his ankles shot him downwards with his wings furled behind him. So he went slanting earthward through the evening with his sword stretched out before him, and he was like a javelin that some hunter hath hurled that returneth again to the earth: but just before he touched it he lifted his head and spread his wings with the under feathers forward, and alighted by the bank of the broad Flavro that divides the city of Nombros. And down the bank of the Flavro he fluttered low, like to a hawk over a new-cut cornfield when the little creatures of the corn are shelterless, and at the same time down the other bank the Death from the gods went mowing. AT THEY MAY KNOW THAT I AM GOD AND AT ONCE THE DESTROYING ANGEL PUT HIS HAND TO HIS SWORD AND THE SWORD CAME OUT OF THE SCABBARD WITH A DEEP BREATH LIKE TO THE BREATH THAT A BROAD WOODMAN TAKES BEFORE HIS FIRST BLOW AT SOME GIANT OAK THEREAT THE ANGEL POINTED HIS ARM DOWNWARDS AND BENDING HIS HEAD BETWEEN THEM FELL FORWARD FROM HEAVEN'S EDGE AND THE SPRING OF HIS ANKLES SHOT HIM DOWNWARDS WITH HIS WINGS FURLED BEHIND HIM SO HE WENT SLANTING EARTHWARD THROUGH THE EVENING WITH HIS SWORD STRETCHED OUT BEFORE HIM AND HE WAS LIKE A JAVELIN THAT SOME HUNTER HATH HURLED THAT RETURNETH AGAIN TO THE EARTH BUT JUST BEFORE HE TOUCHED IT HE LIFTED HIS HEAD AND SPREAD HIS WINGS WITH UNDER FEATHERS FORWARD AND ALIGHTED BY THE BANK OF THE BROAD FLAVRO THAT DIVIDES THE CITY OF NAMBROS AND DOWN THE BANK OF THE FLAVROE HE FLUTTERED LOW LIKE TO A HAWK OVER A NEW CUT CORNFIELD WHEN THE LITTLE CREATURES OF THE CORN ARE SHELTERLESS AND AT THE SAME TIME DOWN THE OTHER BANK THE DEATH FROM THE GODS WENT MOWING
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