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But for three nights I heard all round me on the mountain the sounds of a great city: I saw the lights of tall cathedral windows flash momentarily on the peaks, and at times the glimmering lantern of some fortress patrol. And I saw the huge misty outline of the soul of Andelsprutz sitting decked with her ghostly cathedrals, speaking to herself, with her eyes fixed before her in a mad stare, telling of ancient wars. BUT FOR THREE NIGHTS I HEARD ALL AROUND ME ON THE MOUNTAINS THE SOUNDS OF A GREAT CITY I SAW THE LIGHTS OF TALL CATHEDRAL WINDOWS FLASH MOMENTARILY ON THE PEAKS AND AT TIMES THE GLIMMERING LANTERN OF SOME FORTRESS PATROL AND I SAW THE MISTY OUTLINE OF THE SOUL OF ONDO SPRUCE SITTING DECKED WITH HER GHOSTLY CATHEDRALS SPEAKING TO HERSELF WITH HER EYES FIXED BEFORE HER IN A MAD STARE TELLING OF ANCIENT WARS
y wreaths lay mouldering by her walls, and still the armies of Akla could not come. "But after she had hoped so long, and on the night that faithful spies had brought her thirtieth wreath, Andelsprutz went suddenly mad. All the bells clanged hideously in the belfries, horses bolted in the streets, the dogs all howled, the stolid conquerors awoke and turned in their beds and slept again; and I saw the grey shadowy form of Andelsprutz rise up, decking her hair with the phantasms of cathedrals, and stride away from her city. And the great shadowy form that was the soul of Andelsprutz went away muttering to the mountains, and there I followed her--for had she not been my nurse? Yes, I went away alone into the mountains, and for three days, wrapped in a cloak, I slept in their misty solitudes. I had no food to eat, and to drink I had only the water of the mountain streams. By day no living thing was near to me, and I heard nothing but the noise of the wind, and the mountain streams roaring.  AND HOPING TILL THIRTY WREATHS LAY MOULDERING BY HER WALLS AND STILL THE ARMIES OF OCLA COULD NOT COME BUT AFTER SHE HAD HOPED SO LONG AND ON THE NIGHT THAT FAITHFUL SPIES HAD BROUGHT HER THIRTIETH WREATH ONDO'S BRUTES WENT SUDDENLY MAD ALL THE BELLS CLANGED HIDEOUSLY IN THE BELFRIES HORSES BOLTED IN THE STREETS THE DOGS ALL HOWLED THE STOLID CONQUERORS AWOKE AND TURNED IN THEIR BEDS AND SLEPT AGAIN AND I SAW THE GRAY SHADOWY FORM OF ONDO SPRUTES RISE UP DECKING HER HAIR WITH THE PHANTASMS OF CATHEDRALS AND STRIDE AWAY FROM HER CITY AND THE GREAT SHADOWY FORM THAT WAS THE SOUL OF ONDO SPRUTES WENT AWAY MUTTERING TO THE MOUNTAINS AND THERE I FOLLOWED HER FOR HAD SHE NOT BEEN MY NURSE YES I WENT AWAY ALONE INTO THE MOUNTAINS AND FOR THREE DAYS WRAPPED IN A CLOAK I SLEPT IN THEIR MISTY SOLITUDES I HAD NO FOOD TO EAT AND TO DRINK I HAD ONLY THE WATER OF THE MOUNTAIN STREAMS BY DAY NO LIVING THING WAS NEAR TO ME AND I HEARD NOTHING BUT THE NOISE OF THE WIND AND THE MOUNTAIN STREAMS ROARING
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