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From top of a barrow we could see all around. The one who lay under a barrow, for a long time was dead, but it could give protection by that who was in heart of its barrow and who asks its protection.Inna has opposed my desire to search for a place for camp at barrow top. But when she has tried to be pulled out, the double ray of light from eyes Horned became brighter and has shown on a barrow. Then Inna has more densely muffled in a raincoat as though it there was a reservation, capable to protect it. She more has told nothing, but has started to climb up uphill.
The barrow top was flat, and in small deepening the stone, as a low altar lay. Light columns as a flame on a wind have bent to a cup when I have come nearer to a stone.
Inna has screamed, has fallen to knees and has hidden the person in hands. Its elf-lock were scattered on its shoulders, as the second raincoat. But I stood and listened. From night any sounds have come. I heard a ring of swords, blows of swords about boards, the shouts very far and weak, some triumphing, some shouts of despair. And then over all horn sounds - the hunting horn were heard by it, and it was not the fight signal. Excitation has captured me. Weariness, hunger, thirst - all has been forgotten. One hand I have lifted upwards a cup, and the second - a sword, itself without knowing, why I do it. I was not ready to a meeting with the enemy. Is not present - enemies have disappeared for a long time, there was only a celebration, pleasure of a victory, same pure and clear, as fires burning at tops of barrows. No, my sword has risen upwards in salute, a greeting to the lord for whom I was the servant. The sword handle has concerned my lips.
To whom... Or to that... I brought an oath in fidelity, I do not know. But I knew, it was what is it necessary also was correct. Round me the blue light and a cup streamed was shone. And then all has disappeared. As though all the wind bringing a smell fault of the Horned Lord dared. I was captured by desire, sharp as pain, to find I heard what shouts, whose horn sounded in night. But my time, probably, has not come yet and I remained on a place.
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