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But if any cast a boulder into the fires, as it was the custom for one of those citizens to do when enemies approached them, the mountain hurled up intermittent rocks for three days, and the rocks fell flaming all over the town and all round about it. AND IF ANY CAST A BOULDER INTO THE FIRES AS IT WAS THE CUSTOM FOR ONE OF THOSE CITIZENS TO DO WHEN ENEMIES APPROACHED THEM THE MOUNTAIN HURLED UP INTERMITTENT ROCKS FOR THREE DAYS AND THE ROCKS FELL FLAMING ALL OVER THE TOWN AND ALL ROUND ABOUT IT
 though they were and few, and worn with the years which had all brought them wars, they pushed on instantly, led still by Arleon's inspiration which dwindled in his age, though he made music with his old harp still. All day they climbed down into the first valley and for two days ascended, and came to the Town That May Not Be Taken In War below the top of the mountain, and its gates were shut against them, and there was no way round. To left and right steep precipices stood for as far as eye could see or legend tell of, and the pass lay through the city. Therefore Camorak drew up his remaining warriors in line of battle to wage their last war, and they stepped forward over the crisp bones of old, unburied armies. No sentinel defied them in the gate, no arrow flew from any tower of war. One citizen climbed alone to the mountain's top, and the rest hid themselves in sheltered places. Now, in the top of the mountain was a deep, bowl-like cavern in the rock, in which fires bubbled softly. DAYS CARCASSINY TIRED THOUGH THEY WERE AND FEW AND WORN WITH THE YEARS WHICH HAD ALL BROUGHT THEM WARS THEY PUSHED ON INSTANTLY LED STILL BY ARLEON'S INSPIRATION WHICH DWINDLED IN HIS AGE THOUGH HE MADE MUSIC WITH HIS OLD HARP STILL ALL DAY THEY CLIMBED DOWN INTO THE FIRST VALLEY AND FOR TWO DAYS ASCENDED AND CAME TO THE TOWN THAT MAY NOT BE TAKEN IN WAR BELOW THE TOP OF THE MOUNTAIN AND ITS GATES WERE SHUT AGAINST THEM AND THERE WAS NO WAY ROUND TO LEFT AND RIGHT STEEP PRECIPICES STOOD FOR AS FAR AS EYE COULD SEE OR LEGEND TELL OF AND THE PASS LAY THROUGH THE CITY THEREFORE CAMERACK DREW UP HIS REMAINING WARRIORS IN LINE OF BATTLE TO WAGE THEIR LAST WAR AND THEY STEPPED FORWARD OVER THE CRISP BONES OF OLD UNBURIED ARMIES NO SENTINEL DEFIED THEM IN THE GATE NO ARROW FLEW FROM ANY TOWER OF WAR ONE CITIZEN CLIMBED ALONE TO THE MOUNTAIN'S TOP AND THE REST HID THEMSELVES IN SHELTERED PLACES NOW IN THE TOP OF THE MOUNTAIN WAS A DEEP BOWL LIKE CAVERN IN THE ROCK IN WHICH FIRES BUBBLED SOFTLY
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