laughed to see it go.

And far away Trogool upon the utter Rim turned a page that was numbered
six in a cipher that none might read. And as the golden ball went
through the sky to gleam on lands and cities, there came the Fog
towards it, stooping as he walked with his dark brown cloak about him,
and behind him slunk the Night. And as the golden ball rolled past the
Fog suddenly Night snarled and sprang upon it and carried it away.
Hastily Inzana gathered the gods and said: "The Night hath seized my
golden ball and no god alone can find it now, for none can say how far
the Night may roam, who prowls all round us and out beyond the worlds."

At the entreaty of Their Dawnchild all the gods made Themselves stars
for torches, and far away through all the sky followed the tracks of
Night as far as he prowled abroad. And at one time Slid, with the
Pleiades in his hand, came nigh to the golden ball, and at another
Yoharneth-Lahai, holding Orion for a torch, but lastly Limpang Tung,
bearing the morning star, found the golden ball far away under the
world near to the lair of Night.

And all the gods together seized the ball, and Night turning smote out
the torches of the gods and thereafter slunk away; and all the gods in
triumph marched up the gleaming stairway of the gods, all praising
little Limpang Tung, who through the chase had followed Night so close
in search of the golden ball. Then far below on the world a human child
cried out to the Dawnchild for the golden ball, and Inzana ceased from
her play that illumined world and sky, and cast the ball from the
Threshold of the gods to the little human child that played in the
fields below, and would one day die. And the child played all day long
with the golden ball down in the little fields where the humans lived,