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I only know that a shepherd found me in the morning faint with hunger and cold, and carried me down here; and when I came to Andelsprutz it was, as you have perceived it, dead." I ONLY KNOW THAT A SHEPHERD FOUND ME IN THE MORNING FAINT WITH HUNGER AND COLD AND CARRIED ME DOWN HERE AND WHEN I CAME TO ONDOL SPRUTES IT WAS AS YOU HAVE PERCEIVED IT DEAD
rose, and walking slowly and with bended head, and leaning upon Ilion and Carthage, went mournfully eastwards; and the dust of her highways swirled behind her as she went, a ghostly dust that never turned to mud in all that drenching rain. And so the souls of the cities led her away, and gradually they disappeared from the mountain, and the ancient voices died away in the distance. "Now since then have I seen my city alive; but once I met with a traveler who said that somewhere in the midst of a great desert are gathered together the souls of all dead cities. He said that he was lost once in a place where there was no water, and he heard their voices speaking all the night." But I said: "I was once without water in a desert and heard a city speaking to me, but knew not whether it really spoke to me or not, for on that day I heard so many terrible things, and only some of them were true." And the man with the black hair said: "I believe it to be true, though whither she went I know not. ILE WEPT SOFTLY AT LAST SHE AROSE AND WALKING SLOWLY WITH BENDED HEAD AND LEANING UPON ILION AND CARTHAGE WENT MOURNFULLY EASTWARDS AND THE DUST OF HER HIGHWAYS SWIRLED BEHIND HER AS SHE WENT A GHOSTLY DUST THAT NEVER TURNED TO MUD IN ALL THAT DRENCHING RAIN AND SO THE SOULS OF THE CITIES LED HER AWAY AND GRADUALLY THEY DISAPPEARED FROM THE MOUNTAIN AND THE ANCIENT VOICES DIED AWAY IN THE DISTANCE NOT SINCE THEN HAVE I SEEN MY CITY ALIVE BUT ONCE I MET WITH A TRAVELLER WHO SAID THAT SOMEWHERE IN THE MIDST OF A GREAT DESERT ARE GATHERED TOGETHER THE SOULS OF ALL DEAD CITIES HE SAID THAT HE WAS LOST ONCE IN A PLACE WHERE THERE WAS NO WATER AND HE HEARD THEIR VOICES SPEAKING ALL THE NIGHT BUT I SAID I WAS ONCE WITHOUT WATER IN A DESERT AND HEARD A CITY SPEAKING TO ME BUT KNEW NOT WHETHER IT REALLY SPOKE TO ME OR NOT FOR ON THAT DAY I HEARD SO MANY TERRIBLE THINGS AND ONLY SOME OF THEM WERE TRUE AND THE MAN WITH THE BLACK HAIR SAID I BELIEVE IT TO BE TRUE THOUGH WHITHER SHE WENT I KNOW NOT
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