Song for a Cold Morning

Fingathing - Haze

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He started it again but ill; blindness overtook him, and he died of punishment in the mines; but the story he told begot a legend that lingers along the length of the Cordilleras of the Andes to this day.

He told of his reason for venturing back from that fastness, into which he had first been carried lashed to a llama, beside a vast bale of gear, when he was a child.

The valley, he said, had in it all that the heart of a man could desire -- sweet water, pasture, and even climate, slopes of rich brown soile with tangles of a shrub that bore an excellent fruit, and on one side great hanging forests of pine that held the avalanches high.

Far overhead, on three sides, vast cliffs of grey-green rock were capped by cliffs of ice; but the glacier stream came not to them but flowed away by the farther slopes, and only now and then huge ice masses fell on the valley side.

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