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And the people of Nen were all outside their houses, and all stood wondering at their own streets. AND THE PEOPLE OF NONE WERE ALL OUTSIDE THEIR HOUSES AND ALL STOOD WONDERING AT THEIR OWN STREETS
the sailors awoke. And soon we saw the tide of the Sea himself advancing resolute between Yann's borders, and Yann sprang lithely at him and they struggled awhile; then Yann and all that was his were pushed back northward, so that the sailors had to hoist the sails and, the wind being favorable, we still held onwards. And we passed Gondara and Narl and Haz. And we saw memorable, holy Golnuz, and heard the pilgrims praying. When we awoke after the midday rest we were coming near to Nen, the last of the cities on the River Yann. And the jungle was all about us once again, and about Nen; but the great Mloon ranges stood up over all things, and watched the city from beyond the jungle. Here we anchored, and the captain and I went up into the city and found that the Wanderers had come into Nen. And the Wanderers were a weird, dark, tribe, that once in every seven years came down from the peaks of Mloon, having crossed by a pass that is known to them from some fantastic land that lies beyond. D AND THE DAWN WIDENED AND THE SAILORS AWOKE AND SOON WE SAW THE TIDE OF THE SEA HIMSELF ADVANCING RESOLUTE BETWEEN JAN'S BORDERS AND JAN SPRANG LITHELY AT HIM AND THEY STRUGGLED AWHILE THEN JAN AND ALL THAT WAS HIS WERE PUSHED BACK NORTHWARD SO THAT THE SAILORS HAD TO HOIST THE SAILS AND THE WIND BEING FAVOURABLE WE STILL HELD ONWARDS AND WE PASSED GONDARA AND NARL AND HAZ AND WE SAW MEMORABLE HOLY GULUS AND HEARD THE PILGRIMS PRAYING WHEN WE AWOKE AFTER THE MIDDAY REST WE WERE COMING NEARER TO NED THE LAST OF THE CITIES ON THE RIVER YAN AND THE JUNGLE WAS ALL ABOUT US ONCE AGAIN AND ABOUT NED BUT THE GREAT MOON RANGES STOOD UP OVER ALL THINGS AND WATCHED THE CITY FROM BEYOND THE JUNGLE HERE WE ANCHORED AND THE CAPTAIN AND I WENT UP INTO THE CITY AND FOUND THAT THE WANDERERS HAD COME INTO NENN AND THE WANDERERS WERE A WEIRD DARK TRIBE THAT ONCE IN EVERY SEVEN YEARS CAME DOWN FROM THE PEAKS OF MOON HAVING CROSSED BY A PASS THAT IS KNOWN TO THEM FROM SOME FANTASTIC LAND THAT LIES BEYOND
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