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Portrait of Eric Rücker Eddison Eric Rücker Eddison The Worm Ouroboros — XIII. Koshtra Belorn (1922)

The solemn cliffs of Koshtra Belorn stood in tremendous silence, death-pale against the sky.
Juss came backward a step along the ridge, and laying his hand on Brandoch Daha's, "Be still," he said, "and behold this marvel." A little up the face of the mountain on the Zimiamvian side, it was as if some leavings of the after-glow had been entangled among the crags and frozen curtains of snow. As the gloom deepened, that glow brightened and spread, filling a rift that seemed to go into the mountain.
"It is because of us," said Juss, in a low voice. "She is afire with expectation of us."
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Portrait of Eric Rücker Eddison Eric Rücker Eddison The Worm Ouroboros — XIII. Koshtra Belorn (1922)

Juss waked long in the doubtful light, troubled at heart. At length he fell into a troubled sleep. The glimmer of the lamps mingled with his dreams and his dreams with it, so that scarce he wist whether asleep or waking he beheld the walls of the bed-chamber dispart in sunder, disclosing a prospect of vast paths of moonlight, and a solitary mountain peak standing naked out of a sea of cloud that gleamed white beneath the moon.
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