Talbot Mundy

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Talbot Mundy The Falling Star — Chapter 3 (1926)

Then Sextus, having poured a little water from his hollowed hands on to the slab, because he had no oil, and having murmured fragments of a ritual as old as Rome, bidding the gods of earth and air and the unseen re-absorb into themselves what man no longer could perceive or cherish or destroy, turned to the two slaves.
“Scylax,” he said, “Cadmus—he who was your master is as dead as that man we have buried. I am not Sextus, son of Maximus. I fare forth like a dead man on an unknown road, now being without honor on the lips of men.
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Talbot Mundy The Falling Star — Chapter 3 (1926)

Being slaves, they knelt. He bade them rise.
“We follow you,” said Scylax, Cadmus murmuring assent.
“Then the night bear witness!” Sextus turned toward the row of gibbets, pointing at them. “That is the risk we take together. If we escape that, you shall not go unrewarded from the fortune I redeem. Norbanus, you accept my leadership?”
Norbanus chuckled.
“I insist on it!” he answered. He, too, pointed at the row of gibbets. “To be frightened will provide us with no armor against destiny!
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Talbot Mundy The Falling Star — Chapter 3 (1926)

MATERNUS—LATRO SORBANUS brought the skewbald stallion. Not far away a group of women danced around a dozen drunken men, who sang uproariously. Seen against the background of purple and dark-green gloom, with crimson torchlight flaring on the quiet water and the moon descending behind trees beyond them, they were mystically beautiful—seemed not to belong to earth, any more than the pan-pipe music did.
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