Re: Green grow the rushes, oh

Date: 2010-05-19 03:57 pm (UTC)
He shrugs. "Who says there's anything so great about the path, anyway?"

He sees himself for a moment, ready to cut Roland Deschain's throat for a spike of heroin and a bucket of fried chicken. For one moment of normal again. One taste of the old times.

One more story.

The trees are changing; space opening between them. The paths becoming highways, widening and merging. "Chloe walked on. And in time, she came to the river, and from the water to a waterfall, and at the pool where the water fell she met the King of the Lost."

"He was a wild man, dark and handsome. with the horns of a stag. He was dressed all in leather and fur and his eyes were far from anything human. And he said to her, 'I am the King of the Lost, and you have come into my land unbidden. Now you belong to me.'"

"And Chloe said, 'no.' And she held up her sword, and he bowed."

"He said to her, 'when you are tired, when you are hungry, when you are lonely... I will come for you again, child.'"

"And Chloe said, 'I don't care.' And he bowed again, and gave her leave to wander a little longer, and that was all she ever took from him."

"I don't know why he did it," he says, thoughtful. "Maybe he was afraid of Firebrand. But maybe he had his own reasons--because there are a lot of stories about him, too, and he's only a monster in some of them. And he never treated with Flagg, anyway, that I ever heard of, and that's worth something."
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