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The Sword of Welleran and Other Stories by Lord (Edward J. M. D. Plunkett) Dunsany
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The Kith of the Elf Folk

Chapter I

The north wind was blowing, and red and golden the last days of
Autumn were streaming hence. Solemn and cold over the marshes arose
the evening.

It became very still.

Then the last pigeon went home to the trees on the dry land in the
distance, whose shapes already had taken upon themselves a mystery
in the haze.

Then all was still again.

As the light faded and the haze deepened, mystery crept nearer from
every side.

Then the green plover came in crying, and all alighted.

And again it became still, save when one of the plover arose and flew
a little way uttering the cry of the waste. And hushed and silent
became the earth, expecting the first star. Then the duck came in,
and the widgeon, company by company: and all the light of day faded
out of the sky saving one red band of light. Across the light
appeared, black and huge, the wings of a flock of geese beating up
wind to the marshes. These, too, went down among the rushes.

Then the stars appeared and shone in the stillness, and there was
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