The Roots of the Mountains: Wherein Is Told Somewhat of the Lives of the Men of Burgdale, Their Friends, Their Neighbours, Their Foemen, and Their Fellows in ArmsMorris, William
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The Roots of the Mountains: Wherein Is Told Somewhat of the Lives of the Men of Burgdale, Their Friends, Their Neighbours, Their Foemen, and Their Fellows in Arms
Morris, William
Fantasy fiction
‘Let be! It was a fair even and high was the feast in the Hall that
night, and sweet was the converse with our folk come back. A glad man
was my brother Folk-might when he heard that for years past we had been
lifting the gear of men, and chiefly of the Aliens in Silver-dale: and he
himself was become learned in war and a deft leader of men.
‘So the days passed and the seasons, and we lived on as we might; but
with Folk-might’s return there began to grow up in all our hearts what
had long been flourishing in mine, and that was the hope of one day
winning back our own again, and dying amidst the dear groves of
Silver-dale. Within these years we had increased somewhat in number; for
if we had lost those warriors in the Westland, and some old men who had
died in the Dale, yet our children had grown up (I have now seen twenty
and one summers) and more were growing up. Moreover, after the first
year, from the time when we began to fall upon the Dusky Men of
Silver-dale, from time to time they who went on such adventures set free
such thralls of our blood as they could fall in with and whom they could
trust in, and they dwelt (and yet dwell) with us in the Dale: first and
last we have taken in three score and twelve of such men, and a score of
women-thralls withal.
‘Now during these seasons, and not very long ago, after I was a woman
grown, the thought came to me, and to Folk-might also, that there were
kindreds of the people dwelling anear us whom we might so deal with that
they should become our friends and brothers in arms, and that through
them we might win back Silver-dale.
‘Of Rose-dale we wotted already that the Folk were nought of our blood,
feeble in the field, cowed by the Dusky Men, and at last made thralls to
them; so nought was to do there. But Folk-might went to and fro to
gather tidings: at whiles I with him, at whiles one or more of
Wood-father’s children, who with their father and mother and Bow-may have
abided in the Vale ever since the Great Undoing.
‘Soon he fell in with thy Folk, and first of all with the Woodlanders,
and that was a joy to him; for wot ye what? He got to know that these
men were the children of those of our Folk who had sundered from us in
the mountain passes time long and long ago; and he loved them, for he saw
that they were hardy and trusty, and warriors at heart.
‘Then he went amongst the Shepherd-Folk, and he deemed them good men
easily stirred, and deemed that they might soon be won to friendship; and
he knew that they were mostly come from the Houses of the Woodlanders, so
that they also were of the kindred.
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