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Then they drew their swords, and side by side went down into the forest, still seeking Carcassonne. THEN THEY DREW THEIR SWORDS AND SIDE BY SIDE WENT DOWN INTO THE FOREST STILL SEEKING CARCASSINY
e third valley, and stood on the hill's summit in the golden sunlight of evening, their aged eyes saw only miles of forest and the birds going to roost. Their beards were white, and they had travelled very far and hard; it was the time with them when a man rests from labours and dreams in light sleep of the years that were and not of the years to come. Long they looked southwards; and the sun set over remoter forests, and glow-worms lit their lamps, and the inspiration of Arleon rose and flew away for ever, to gladden, perhaps, the dreams of younger men. And Arleon said: "My King, I know no longer the way to Carcassonne." And Camorak smiled, as the aged smile, with little cause for mirth, and said: "The years are going by us like huge birds, whom Doom and Destiny and the schemes of God have frightened up out of some old grey marsh. And it may well be that against these no warrior may avail, and that Fate has conquered us, and that our quest has failed." And after this they were silent. WHEN AT LAST THEY CLIMBED FROM THE THIRD VALLEY AND STOOD ON THE HILL'S SUMMIT IN THE GOLDEN SUNLIGHT OF EVENING THEIR AGED EYES SAW ONLY MILES OF FOREST AND THE BIRDS GOING TO ROOST THEIR BEARDS WERE WHITE AND THEY HAD TRAVELLED VERY FAR AND HARD IT WAS THE TIME WITH THEM WHEN A MAN RESTS FROM LABORS AND DREAMS IN LIGHT SLEEP OF THE YEARS THAT WERE AND NOT OF THE YEARS TO COME LONG THEY LOOKED SOUTHWARDS AND THE SUN SET OVER MOTOR FORESTS AND GLOW WORMS LIT THEIR LAMPS AND THE INSPIRATION OF ARLEON ROSE AND FLEW AWAY FOREVER TO GLADDEN PERHAPS THE DREAMS OF YOUNGER MEN AND ARLEON SAID MY KING I KNOW NO LONGER THE WAY TO CARCASSINY AND CAMERACK SMILED AS THE AGED SMILED WITH LITTLE CAUSE FOR MIRTH AND SAID THE YEARS ARE GOING BY US LIKE HUGE BIRDS WHOM DOOM AND DESTINY AND THE SCHEMES OF GOD HAVE FRIGHTENED UP OUT OF SOME OLD GRAY MARSH AND IT MAY WELL BE THAT AGAINST THESE NO WARRIOR MAY AVAIL AND THAT FATE HAS CONQUERED US AND THAT OUR QUEST HAS FAILED AND AFTER THIS THEY WERE SILENT
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