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. He had
been pursued - how many times? - for sport, for the
challenge, even for his antlers or for a vow, but being
chased as meat -
His heart went sick within him and pounded every beat
as hard as his hooves pounded the rock-strewn ground.
Behind him came the cold cries of the hunting
draconians. To the rhythm of his own rock-chipped hooves,
he could not choose but hear the darkest verse of the song
touching on himself and on King Peris:
THE GUARDS HAVE FLED; THEIR TRUSTING LAND
ALL UNDEFENDED LIES;
AND THROUGH THE WOOD INVADERS RIDE
WITH DARKNESS IN THEIR EYES.
WITHOUT ALARMS THEY PRACTICE CHARMS
THAT DRIVE AWAY THAT LIGHT
AND SHADOW INTO DARKEN WOOD
IS MADE THAT EVIL NIGHT.
AND AFTERWARD, WITH SWORD AND SPEAR
AND HORSE AND HORN AND HOUND
THEY HUNTED DOWN KING PERIS'S MEN
AND RAN THEM ALL TO GROUND.
THE KING WAS SLAIN, HIS BODY LAIN
AMONG HIS DYING MEN,
BUT THEY WERE TOLD ERE THEY WERE COLD
TO RISE AND HUNT AGAIN.
He ran over the green and sunlit hill called Huma's
Breast, and found no peace there. Within sight of Prayer's
Eye Peak he raced along the river called Night, and took no
sleep by it.
He passed the Vale of Sorrow
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