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Twala the King

           Thewordsdiedawayinafaintwail,anddreadseemedtoseizeupontheheartsofallwhoheardthem,includingourown. Thisoldwomanwasveryterrible. 

           "Blood!blood!blood!riversofblood;bloodeverywhere. Iseeit,Ismellit,Itasteititissalt! itrunsredupontheground,itrainsdownfromtheskies. 

           "Footsteps!footsteps!footsteps!thetreadofthewhitemancomingfromafar. Itshakestheearth;theearthtremblesbeforehermaster. 

           "Bloodisgood,theredbloodisbright; thereisnosmelllikethesmellofnew-shedblood. Thelionsshalllapitandroar,thevulturesshallwashtheirwingsinitandshriekwithjoy. 

           "Iamold!Iamold!Ihaveseenmuchblood; ha,ha!butIshallseemoreereIdie,andbemerry. HowoldamI,thinkye?Yourfathersknewme,andtheirfathersknewme,andtheirfathers’fathers’fathers. Ihaveseenthewhitemanandknowhisdesires. Iamold,butthemountainsareolderthanI. Whomadethegreatroad,tellme? Whowrotethepicturesontherocks,tellme? WhorearedupthethreeSilentOnesyonder,thatgazeacrossthepit,tellme?" andshepointedtowardsthethreeprecipitousmountainswhichwehadnoticedonthepreviousnight. 

           "Yeknownot,butIknow. Itwasawhitepeoplewhowerebeforeyeare,whoshallbewhenyearenot,whoshalleatyouupanddestroyyou.Yea!yea!yea! 

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