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At night it closes its petals and is heard to breathe, and its breath is a swift poison. AT NIGHT IT CLOSES ITS PETALS AND IS HEARD TO BREATHE AND ITS BREATH IS A SWIFT POISON
ing come to Carcassonne. IN ZACCARATH "Come," said the King in sacred Zaccarath, "and let our prophets prophesy before us." A far-seen jewel of light was the holy palace, a wonder to the nomads on the plains. There was the King with all his underlords, and the lesser kings that did him vassalage, and there were all his queens with all their jewels upon them. Who shall tell of the splendour in which they sat; of the thousand lights and the answering emeralds; of the dangerous beauty of that hoard of queens, or the flash of their laden necks? There was a necklace there of rose-pink pearls beyond the art of the dreamer to imagine. Who shall tell of the amethyst chandeliers, where torches, soaked in rare Bhyrinian oils, burned and gave off a scent of blethany? (This herb marvellous, which, growing near the summit of Mount Zaumnos, scents all the Zaumnian range, and is smelt far out on the Kepuscran plains, and even, when the wind is from the mountains, in the streets of the city of Ognoth. ES BY LORD DUNSANI THIS LEPER BOX RECORDING AS IN THE PUBLIC DOMAIN COME SAID THE KING IN SACRED SACARAS AND LET OUR PROPHETS PROPHESY BEFORE US A FAR SEEN JEWEL OF LIGHT WAS THE HOLY PALACE A WONDER TO THE NOMADS ON THE PLAINS THERE WAS THE KING WITH ALL HIS UNDER LORDS AND THE LESSER KINGS THAT DID HIM VASSALAGE AND THERE WERE ALL HIS QUEENS WITH ALL THEIR JEWELS UPON THEM WHO SHALL TELL OF THE SPLENDOUR IN WHICH THEY SAT OF THE THOUSAND LIGHTS AND THE ANSWERING EMERALDS OF THE DANGEROUS BEAUTY OF THAT HORDE OF QUEENS OR THE FLASH OF THEIR LADEN NECKS THERE WAS A NECKLACE THERE OF ROSE PINK PEARS BEYOND THE ART OF THE DREAMER TO IMAGINE WHO SHALL TELL OF THE AMETHYST CHANDELIERS WHERE TORCHES SOAKED AND RARE BYRRHONEAN OILS BURNED AND GAVE OFF A SCENT OF BLESSINGY THIS HERB MARVELLOUS WHICH GROWING NEAR THE SUMMIT OF MOUNT ZOMNOS SCENTS ALL THE ZOMNIENT RANGE AND IS SMELT FAR OUT ON THE CAPUSQUIN PLAINS AND EVEN WHEN THE WIND IS FROM THE MOUNTAINS IN THE STREETS OF THE CITY OF AGNATH
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