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Then from the Temple ledges and eaves of palaces the bats fell headlong downwards, then spread their wings and floated up and down through darkening ways; lights came blinking out in golden windows, men cloaked themselves against the grey sea mist, the sound of small songs arose, and the face of Hilnaric became a resting place for mysteries and dreams. THEN FROM THE TEMPLE LEDGES AND EAVES OF PALACES THE BATS FELL HEADLONG DOWNWARDS THEN SPREAD THEIR WINGS AND FLOATED UP AND DOWN THROUGH DARKENING WAYS LIGHTS CAME BLINKING OUT IN GOLDEN WINDOWS MEN CLOAKED THEMSELVES AGAINST THE GRAY SEA MIST THE SOUND OF SMALL SONGS AROSE AND THE FACE OF HILNARCH BECAME A RESTING PLACE FOR MYSTERIES AND DREAMS
 is more beautiful than the moonrise." And on another day the King of Arizim bade his daughter forth at dawn, and they stood again upon the balcony. And the sun came up over a world of orchards, and the sea-mists went back over Poltarnees to the Sea; little wild voices arose in all the thickets, the voices of the fountains began to die, and the song arose, in all the marble temples, of the birds that are sacred to the Sea. And Hilnaric stood there, still glowing with dreams of heaven. "She is more beautiful," said the kings, "than morning." Yet one more trial they made of Hilnaric's beauty, for they watched her on the terraces at sunset ere yet the petals of the orchards had fallen, and all along the edge of neighbouring woods the rhododendron was blooming with the azalea. And the sun went down under craggy Poltarnees, and the sea-mist poured over his summit inland. And the marble temples stood up clear in the evening, but films of twilight were drawn between the mountain and the city. ATH AND TOLDIES THEY SAID SHE IS MORE BEAUTIFUL THAN THE MOONRISE AND ON ANOTHER DAY THE KING OF REASON BADE HIS DAUGHTER FORTH AT DAWN AND THEY STOOD AGAIN UPON THE BALCONY AND THE SUN CAME UP OVER A WORLD OF ORCHARDS AND THE SEA MISTS WENT BACK OVER POLTARNES TO THE SEA LITTLE WILD VOICES AROSE IN ALL THE THICKETS THE VOICES OF THE FOUNTAINS BEGAN TO DIE AND THE SONG AROSE IN ALL THE MARBLE TEMPLES OF THE BIRDS THAT ARE SACRED TO THE SEA AND HILNARCH STOOD THERE STILL GLOWING WITH DREAMS OF HEAVEN SHE IS MORE BEAUTIFUL SAID THE KINGS THAN MORNING YET ONE MORE TRIAL THEY MADE OF HILNARCH'S BEAUTY FOR THEY WATCHED HER ON THE TERRACES AT SUNSET ERE YET THE PETALS OF THE ORCHARDS HAD FALLEN AND ALL ALONG THE EDGE OF NEIGHBORING WOODS THE RHODODENDRON WAS BLOOMING WITH THE AZALEA AND THE SUN WENT DOWN UNDER CRAGGY POLTARNES AND THE SEA MIST POURED OVER HIS SUMMIT INLAND AND THE MARBLE TEMPLES STOOD UP CLEAR IN THE EVENING BUT FILMS OF TWILIGHT WERE DRAWN BETWEEN THE MOUNTAINS AND THE CITY
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