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An easy slope of loose rock went from the top of Poltarnees to the shore of the Sea. AN EASY SLOPE OF LOOSE ROCK WENT FROM THE TOP OF PULTARNEY'S TO THE SHORE OF THE SEA
lory of the sun was among the surges as they brought driftwood out of isles of spice, tossing their golden heads. And the grey currents crept away to the south like companionless serpents that love something afar with a restless, deadly love. And the whole plain of water glittering with late sunlight, and the surges and the currents and the white sails of ships were all together like the face of a strange new god that has looked at a man for the first time in the eyes at the moment of his death; and Athelvok, looking on the wonderful Sea, knew why it was that the dead never return, for there is something that the dead feel and know, and the living would never understand even though the dead should come and speak to them about it. And there was the Sea smiling at him, glad with the glory of the sun. And there was a haven there for homing ships, and a sunlit city stood upon its marge, and people walked about the streets of it clad in the unimagined merchandise of far sea-bordering lands. LLEONS AND THE GLORY OF THE SUN WAS AMONG THE SURGES AS THEY BROUGHT DRIFTWOOD OUT OF ISLES OF SPICE TOSSING THEIR GOLDEN HEADS AND THE GRAY CURRENTS CREPT AWAY TO THE SOUTH LIKE COMPANIONLESS SERPENTS THAT LOVE SOMETHING AFAR WITH A RESTLESS DEADLY LOVE AND THE WHOLE PLAIN OF WATER GLITTERING WITH LATE SUNLIGHT AND THE SURGES AND THE CURRENTS AND THE WHITE SAILS OF SHIPS WERE ALL TOGETHER LIKE THE FACE OF A STRANGE NEW GOD THAT HAS LOOKED AT A MAN FOR THE FIRST TIME IN THE EYES AT THE MOMENT OF HIS DEATH AND ATHELVOC LOOKING ON THE WONDERFUL SEA KNEW WHY IT WAS THAT THE DEAD NEVER RETURN FOR THERE IS SOMETHING THAT THE DEAD FEEL AND KNOW AND THE LIVING WOULD NEVER UNDERSTAND EVEN THOUGH THE DEAD SHOULD COME AND SPEAK TO THEM ABOUT IT AND THERE WAS THE SEA SMILING AT HIM GLAD WITH THE GLORY OF THE SUN AND THERE WAS A HAVEN THERE FOR HOMING SHIPS AND A SUNLIT CITY STOOD UPON ITS MARGE AND PEOPLE WALKED ABOUT THE STREETS OF IT CLAD IN THE UNIMAGINED MERCHANDISE OF FAR SEA BORDERING LANDS
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