The Neverending Story – part V
Slowly the strange music came closer, and then the first shapes emerged from the fog. They seemed to be dancing, but it was a dance without charm or gaiety. The dancers jumped grotesquely, rolled on the ground, crawled on all fours, leapt into the air, and carried on like crazy people. But all Atreyu could hear was the slow, muffled drumbeats, the shrill fifes, and a whimpering and panting from many throats. More and more figures appeared, the procession seemed endless. Atreyu looked at the dancers’ faces; they were ashen gray and bathed in sweat, and the eyes had a wild feverish glow. Some of the dancers lashed themselves with whips.
they’re mad, Atreyu thought, and a cold shiver ran down his spine.
When last we saw him Atreyu was on Falcor’s back searching for the edge of Fantastica, but a terrible storm has separated them. And what’s worse he has lost AURYN, the amulet of the Childlike Empress. Washed up on a strange shore he finds himself on an island populated by the dark creatures of Fantastica: witches, ghosts, vampires, kobolds and night hobs.
But they’ve all gone mad, the procession Atreyu witnesses ends with them all giving themselves over to oblivion by walking into the Nothing.
Whew! It’s been a while since I posted, but I’ve been rather busy, moving to America, getting married, finishing projects, getting violently ill, moving again. It all rather took up a bit of time. But after all that it would seem I have a lot more time for fun things like Picturebookreport.com (Well, most of the things I listed above were fun too of course).
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