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Thus day after day went by, thus week after week. Time flung over this encampment a handful of moons, the gold and silver moons that waste the year away; Autumn and Winter passed, and Spring appeared; and still the warriors hunted and feasted there. THUS DAY AFTER DAY WENT BY THUS WEEK AFTER WEEK TIME FLUNG OVER THIS ENCAMPMENT A HANDFUL OF MOONS THE GOLD AND SILVER MOONS THAT WASTE THE YEAR AWAY AUTUMN AND WINTER PASSED AND SPRING APPEARED AND STILL THE WARRIORS HUNTED AND FEASTED THERE
our when a meaning comes into senseless things, and trees out-majesty the pomp of monarchs, and the timid creatures steal abroad to feed, and as yet the beasts of prey harmlessly dream, and Earth utters a sigh, and it is night. In the midst of the wide clearing Camorak's warriors camped, and rejoiced to see stars again appearing one by one. That night they ate the last of their provisions, and slept unmolested by the prowling things that haunt the gloom of the forest. On the next day some of the warriors hunted stags, and others lay in rushes by a neighbouring lake and shot arrows at water-fowl. One stag was killed, and some geese, and several teal. Here the adventurers stayed, breathing the pure wild air that cities know not; by day they hunted, and lit fires by night, and sang and feasted, and forgot Carcassonne. The terrible denizens of the gloom never molested them, venison was plentiful, and all manner of water-fowl: they loved the chase by day, and by night their favourite songs. TWILIGHT KISSES EARTH IT WAS THE HOUR WHEN A MEANING COMES INTO SENSELESS THINGS AND TREES OUT MAJESTY THE POMP OF MONARCHS AND THE TIMID CREATURES STEAL ABROAD TO FEED AND AS YET THE BEASTS OF PREY HARMLESSLY DREAM AND EARTH UTTERS A SIGH AND IT IS NIGHT IN THE MIDST OF THE WIDE CLEARING CAMERACKS WARRIORS CAMPED AND REJOICED TO SEE STARS AGAIN APPEARING ONE BY ONE THAT NIGHT THEY ATE THE LAST OF THEIR PROVISIONS AND SLEPT UNMOLESTED BY THE PROWLING THINGS THAT HAUNT THE GLOOM OF THE FOREST ON THE NEXT DAY SOME OF THE WARRIORS HUNTED STAGS AND OTHERS LAY IN RUSHES BY A NEIGHBORING LAKE AND SHOT ARROWS AT WATER FOWL ONE STAG WAS KILLED AND SOME GEESE AND SEVERAL TEEL HERE THE ADVENTURER STAYED BREATHING THE PURE WILD AIR THAT CITIES KNOW NOT DAY THEY HUNTED AND LIT FIRES BY NIGHT AND SANG AND FEASTED AND FORGOT CARCASSINY THE TERRIBLE DENIZENS OF THE GLOOM NEVER MOLESTED THEM VENISON WAS PLENTIFUL AND ALL MANNER OF WATERFOWL THEY LOVED THE CHASE BY DAY AND BY NIGHT THEIR FAVORITE SONGS
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