The Weird of the White Wolf by Michael Moorcock

Author:Michael Moorcock [Moorcock, Michael]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Fiction, Fantasy, Epic
ISBN: 9780425062890
Google: DekFAAAACAAJ
Amazon: 0425062899
Publisher: Berkley
Published: 1983-09-02T00:00:00+00:00

THREE

So they rode, while the rainfall increased and splashed and sang among the rocks with the sky like dull steel above them and the wind crooning a dirge about their ears. Three small figures riding swiftly towards the black mountain barrier which rose over the world like a brooding God. And perhaps it was a God that laughed sometimes as they neared the foothills of the range, or perhaps it was the wind whistling through the dark mystery of canyons and precipices and the tumble of basalt and granite which climbed towards lonely peaks: Thunder clouds formed around those peaks and lightning smashed downwards like a monster finger searching the earth for grubs. Thunder rattled over the range and Shaarilla spoke her thoughts at last to Elric; spoke them as the mountains came in sight.

‘Elric—let us go back, I beg you. Forget the Book—there are too many forces working against us.

Take heed of the signs, Elric, or we are doomed!’

But Elric was grimly silent, for he had long been aware that the girl was losing her enthusiasm for the quest she had started.

‘Elric—please. We will never reach the Book. El, ric, turn back.:

She rode beside him, pulling at his garments until impatiently he shrugged himself clear of her grasp and said:

“I am intrigued too much to stop now. Either continue to lead the way—or tell me what you know and stay here. You desired to sample the Book’s wisdom once—but now a few minor pitfalls on our journey have frightened you. What was it you needed to learn, Shaarilla?’

She did not answer him, but said instead: ‘And what was it you desired, Elric? Peace, you told me.

Well, I warn you, you’ll find no peace in those grim mountains—if we reach them at all.’

‘You have not been frank with me, Shaarilla,’ Elric said coldly, still looking ahead of him at the black peaks. ‘You know something of the forces seeking to stop us.’

She shrugged. ‘It matters not—I know little. My father spoke a few vague warnings before he died, that is all.’

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