[Phantastes by George MacDonald]@TWC D-Link bookPhantastes CHAPTER III 5/21
At the same time I, being a man and a child of the day, felt some anxiety as to how I should fare among the elves and other children of the night who wake when mortals dream, and find their common life in those wondrous hours that flow noiselessly over the moveless death-like forms of men and women and children, lying strewn and parted beneath the weight of the heavy waves of night, which flow on and beat them down, and hold them drowned and senseless, until the ebbtide comes, and the waves sink away, back into the ocean of the dark.
But I took courage and went on.
Soon, however, I became again anxious, though from another cause.
I had eaten nothing that day, and for an hour past had been feeling the want of food.
So I grew afraid lest I should find nothing to meet my human necessities in this strange place; but once more I comforted myself with hope and went on. Before noon, I fancied I saw a thin blue smoke rising amongst the stems of larger trees in front of me; and soon I came to an open spot of ground in which stood a little cottage, so built that the stems of four great trees formed its corners, while their branches met and intertwined over its roof, heaping a great cloud of leaves over it, up towards the heavens.
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