The Story of the Glittering Plain: Which Has Been Also Called the Land of Living Men or the Acre of the UndyingMorris, William
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The Story of the Glittering Plain: Which Has Been Also Called the Land of Living Men or the Acre of the Undying
Morris, William
Fantasy fiction, English
"Son, a ship shall not be lacking thee for that voyage," said the elder.
"Thou mayst go to-morrow morn. And I bid thee abide here to-night, and
thy cheer shall not be ill. Yet if thou wilt believe my word, it will be
well for thee to say as little as thou mayst to any man here, and that
little as little proud as maybe: for our folk are short of temper and
thou knowest there is no might against many. Indeed it is not unlike
that they will not speak one word to thee, and if that be so, thou hast
no need to open thy mouth to them. And now I will tell thee that it is
good that thou hast chosen to go to the Glittering Plain. For if thou
wert otherwise minded, I wot not how thou wouldest get thee a keel to
carry thee, and the wings have not yet begun to sprout on thy shoulders,
raven though thou be. Now I am glad that thou art going thy ways to the
Glittering Plain to-morrow; for thou wilt be good company to me on the
way: and I deem that thou wilt be no churl when thou art glad."
"What," said Hallblithe, "art thou wending thither, thou old man?"
"Yea," said he, "nor shall any other be on the ship save thou and I, and
the mariners that waft us; and they forsooth shall not go aland there.
Why should not I go, since there are men to bear me aboard?"
Said Hallblithe, "And when thou art come aland there, what wilt thou do?"
"Thou shalt see, my son," said the Long-hoary. "It may be that thy good
wishes shall be of avail to me. But now since all this may only be if I
live through this night, and since my heart hath been warmed by the good
mead, and thy fellowship, and whereas I am somewhat sleepy, and it is
long past noon, go forth into the hall, and leave me to sleep, that I may
be as sound as eld will let me to-morrow. And as for thee, folk, both
men and women, shall presently come into the hall, and I deem not that
any shall meddle with thee; but if so be that any challenge thee,
whatsoever may be his words, answer thou to him, 'THE HOUSE OF THE
UNDYING,' and there will be an end of it. Only look thou to it that no
naked steel cometh out of thy scabbard. Go now, and if thou wilt, go out
of doors; yet art thou safer within doors and nigher unto me."
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