The Well at the World's End: A TaleMorris, William
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The Well at the World's End: A Tale
Morris, William
Fantasy fiction; Quests (Expeditions) -- Fiction
"Well, we abode in the wildwood, friends and good fellows from the
first; and that young man, though he loved me ever, was somewhat healed
of the fever of love, and was my faithful friend, in such wise that
neither I nor my lord had aught to find fault with in him. Meanwhile
we began to grow strong, for many joined us therein who had fled from
their tyrants of the good towns and the manors of the baronage, and at
last in the third year naught would please my lord but we must enter
into the Kingdom of the Tower, and raise his banner in the wealthy
land, and the fair cities.
"Moreover, his father, the King of the Tower, died in his bed in these
days, and no word of love or peace had passed between them since that
morning when I was led out to be burned in the Great Square.
"So we came forth from the forest, we, and the Champions of the Dry
Tree; and made the tale a short one. For the king, the mighty warrior
and wise man, was dead: and his captains of war, some of them were
dead, and some weary of strife; and those who had been eager in debate
were falling to ask themselves wherefore they had fought and what was
to do that they should still be fighting; and lo! when it came to be
looked into, it was all a matter of the life and death of one woman, to
wit me myself, and why should she not live, why should she not sit upon
the throne with the man who loved her?
"Therefore when at last we came out from the twilight of the woods into
the sunny fields of the Land of the Tower, there was no man to naysay
us; nay, the gates of the strong places flew open before the wind of
our banners, and the glittering of our spears drew the folk together
toward the places of rejoicing. We entered the master City in triumph,
with the houses hung with green boughs and the maidens casting flowers
before our feet, and I sat a crowned Queen upon the throne high raised
on the very place where erst I stood awaiting the coming of the torch
to the faggots which were to consume me.
"There then began the reign of the Woman of the Waste; for so it was,
that my lord left to my hands the real ruling of the kingdom, though he
wore the crown and set the seal to parchments. As to them of the Dry
Tree, though some few of them abode in the kingdom, and became great
there, the more part of them went back to the wildwood and lived the
old life of the Wood, as we had found them living it aforetime. But or
ever they went, the leaders of them came before me, and kissed my feet,
and with tears and prayers besought me, and bade me that if aught fell
amiss to me there, I should come back to them and be their Lady and
Queen; and whereas these wild men loved me well, and I deemed that I
owed much to their love and their helping, I promised them and swore to
them by the Water of the Well at the World's End that I would do no
less than they prayed me: albeit I set no term or year for the day that
I would come to them.
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