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And black against the starry sky appeared the round helms of the warriors as they passed the tops of the ridges, but in the valleys they sparkled now and then as the starlight flashed on steel. AND BLACK AGAINST THE STARRY SKY APPEARED THE ROUND HELMS OF THE WARRIORS AS THEY PASSED THE TOPS OF THE RIDGES BUT IN THE VALLEYS THEY SPARKLED NOW AND THEN AS THE STARLIGHT FLASHED ON STEEL
hered. Upon what day shall we start?" And all the warriors answering shouted, "Now." And Camorak smiled thereat, for he had but tried them. Down then from the walls they took their weapons, Sikorix, Kelleron, Aslof, Wole of the Axe; Huhenoth, Peace-breaker; Wolwuf, Father of War; Tarion, Lurth of the Warcry and many another. Little then dreamed the spiders that sat in that ringing hall of the unmolested leisure they were soon to enjoy. When they were armed they all formed up and marched out of the hall, and Arleon strode before them singing of Carcassonne. But the talk of the Weald arose and went back well fed to byres. They had no need of wars or of rare perils. They were ever at war with hunger. A long drought or hard winter were to them pitched battles; if the wolves entered a sheep-fold it was like the loss of a fortress, a thunder-storm on the harvest was like an ambuscade. Well-fed, they went back slowly to their byres, being at truce with hunger; and the night filled with stars. KEN AND PROVENDER TO BE GATHERED UPON WHAT DAY SHALL WE START AND ALL THE WARRIORS ANSWERING SHOUTED NOW AND CAMERACK SMILED THEREAT FOR HE HAD BETRAYED THEM DOWN THEN FROM THE WALLS THEY TOOK THEIR WEAPONS CICARICS CALERON ASLOF WOOL OF THE AX HO ENOUGH PEACE BREAKER WOLWAF FATHER OF WAR TARRYON LEARTH OF THE WAR CRY AND MANY ANOTHER LITTLE THEN DREAMED THE SPIDERS THAT SAT IN THAT RINGING HALL OF THE UNMOLESTED LEISURE THEY WERE SOON TO ENJOY WHEN THEY WERE ARMED THEY ALL FORMED UP AND MARCHED OUT OF THE HALL AND ARLEON STRODE BEFORE THEM SINGING OF CARCASSINY BUT THE FOLK OF THE WIELD AROSE AND WENT BACK WELL FED TO THE BUYERS THEY HAD NO NEED OF WARS OR OF RARE PERILS THEY WERE EVER AT WAR WITH HUNGER A LONG DROUGHT OR HARD WINTER WERE TO THEM PITCHED BATTLES IF THE WOLVES ENTERED A SHEEPFOLD IT WAS LIKE THE LOSS OF A FORTRESS A THUNDERSTORM ON THE HARVEST WAS LIKE AN AMBUSCADE WELL FED THEY WENT BACK SLOWLY TO THEIR BUYERS BEING AT TRUCE WITH HUNGER AND THE NIGHT FILLED WITH STARS
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