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He felt for strength like the towers of Bel Narana; for lightness like those gossamer palaces that the fairy spider builds 'twixt heaven and sea along the coasts of Zith; for swiftness like some bird racing up from the morning to sing in some city's spires before daylight comes. HE FELT FOR STRENGTH LIKE THE TOWERS OF BEL NORANA FOR LIGHTNESS LIKE THOSE GOSSAMER PALACES THAT THE FAIRY SPIDER BUILDS TWIXT HEAVEN AND SEA ALONG THE COASTS OF ZITH FOR SWIFTNESS LIKE SOME BIRD RACING UP FROM THE MORNING TO SING IN SOME CITY'S SPIRES BEFORE DAYLIGHT COMES
 So it may be that Shepperalk's fabulous blood stirred in those lonely mountains away at the edge of the world to rumours that only the airy twilight knew and only confided secretly to the bat, for Shepperalk was more legendary even than man. Certain it was that he headed from the first for the city of Zretazoola, where Sombelenë in her temple dwelt; though all the mundane plain, its rivers and mountains, lay between Shepperalk's home and the city he sought. When first the feet of the centaur touched the grass of that soft alluvial earth he blew for joy upon the silver horn, he pranced and caracoled, he gambolled over the leagues; pace came to him like a maiden with a lamp, a new and beautiful wonder; the wind laughed as it passed him. He put his head down low to the scent of the flowers, he lifted it up to be nearer the unseen stars, he revelled through kingdoms, took rivers in his stride; how shall I tell you, ye that dwell in cities, how shall I tell you what he felt as he galloped? LISTENS TO ANCIENT SONG SO IT MAY BE THAT SHEPPERALK'S FABULOUS BLOOD STIRRED IN THOSE LONELY MOUNTAINS AWAY AT THE EDGE OF THE WORLD TO RUMORS THAT ONLY THE AIRY TWILIGHT KNEW AND ONLY CONFIDED SECRETLY TO THE BAT FOR SHEPPERALK WAS MORE LEGENDARY EVEN THAN MAN CERTAIN IT WAS THAT HE HEADED FROM THE FIRST FOR THE CITY OF ZRETAZOOLA WHERE SOMBELENE IN HER TEMPLE DWELT THOUGH ALL THE MUNDANE PLAIN ITS RIVERS AND MOUNTAINS LAY BETWEEN SHEPPERALK'S HOME AND THE CITY HE SOUGHT WHEN FIRST THE FEET OF THE CENTAUR TOUCHED THE GRASS OF THAT SOFT ALLUVIAL EARTH HE BLEW FOR JOY UPON THE SILVER HORN HE PRANCED AND CARACOLED HE GAMBOLED OVER THE LEAGUES PACE CAME TO HIM LIKE A MAIDEN WITH A LAMP A NEW AND BEAUTIFUL WONDER THE WIND LAUGHED AS IT PASSED HIM HE PUT HIS HEAD DOWN LOW TO THE SCENT OF THE FLOWER HE LIFTED IT UP TO BE NEARER THE UNSEEN STARS HE REVELLED THROUGH KINGDOMS TOOK RIVERS IN HIS STRIDE HOW SHALL I TELL YOU YE THAT DWELL IN CITIES HOW SHALL I TELL YOU WHAT HE FELT AS HE GALLOPED
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