Gaihan of Gaethal

For weeks Gaihan of Gaethal crossed valleys and hills in search of some familiar landmark that might point his way toward his native land. He saw few animals and no men until he finally came to the belief that he had fallen upon that fabled area of ancient farsoom which lay under the curse of her oldened gods. And then one day he scaled low hills and looked into an inhabited valley, a valley of trees and cultivated fields and plots of ground enclosed by stone walls surrounding strange towers. They were still quite a distance from him, and he could not be quite sure of them, but there was something verging upon the unnatural about them. Their heads seemed out of proportion

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