The Sword of Welleran and Other StoriesDunsany, Lord
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The Sword of Welleran and Other Stories
Dunsany, Lord
Fantasy fiction, English
Then Leothric, walking towards the distant music, passed out by the
door opposite to the one through which he had cloven his entrance, and
so passed into a chamber vast as the other, in which were many women,
weirdly beautiful. And they all asked him of his quest, and when they
heard that it was to slay Gaznak, they all besought him to tarry among
them, saying that Gaznak was immortal, save for Sacnoth, and also that
they had need of a knight to protect them from the wolves that rushed
round and round the wainscot all the night and sometimes broke in upon
them through the mouldering oak. Perhaps Leothric had been tempted to
tarry had they been human women, for theirs was a strange beauty, but
he perceived that instead of eyes they had little flames that flickered
in their sockets, and knew them to be the fevered dreams of Gaznak.
Therefore he said:
‘I have a business with Gaznak and with Sacnoth,’ and passed on through
the chamber.
And at the name of Sacnoth those women screamed, and the flames of
their eyes sank low and dwindled to sparks.
And Leothric left them, and, hewing with Sacnoth, passed through the
farther door.
Outside he felt the night air on his face, and found that he stood upon
a narrow way between two abysses. To left and right of him, as far as
he could see, the walls of the fortress ended in a profound precipice,
though the roof still stretched above him; and before him lay the two
abysses full of stars, for they cut their way through the whole Earth
and revealed the under sky; and threading its course between them went
the way, and it sloped upward and its sides were sheer. And beyond the
abysses, where the way led up to the farther chambers of the fortress,
Leothric heard the musicians playing their magical tune. So he stepped
on to the way, which was scarcely a stride in width, and moved along
it holding Sacnoth naked. And to and fro beneath him in each abyss
whirred the wings of vampires passing up and down, all giving praise to
Satan as they flew. Presently he perceived the dragon Thok lying upon
the way, pretending to sleep, and his tail hung down into one of the
abysses.
And Leothric went towards him, and when he was quite close Thok rushed
at Leothric.
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