Rumors of the wolf-gold spread. They run like trickling water across the caverns beneath the earth and climb its chimneys like trellised vines. They speak themselves from the wells and rise from holes and crannies across the earth. One articulates itself, from the mouth of a snake, right into Vaenwode’s ear! “Why;” says Vaenwode, spearing … Continue reading . . .
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