The sheep and the cattle lie under the trees.
The men and women get into hammocks slung between trees or under
the verandahs of their houses. Then, when the sun has ceased to
glare so fiercely and the clouds have melted away, the living
things all wake up.
The only living things that are not asleep in the Rest Time are
the dogs. They lie quite quiet, only half asleep, with one eye open
and one ear cocked; keeping watch all the time. Then if any
stranger comes during the hour of Rest, the dogs rise up and look
at him, softly, without barking, lest they should disturb anyone.
They know if the new comer is harmless; and if it be so they lie
down again, and the stranger lies down too till the Rest Time is
over.
But if the dogs think that the stranger is come to do any harm,
they bark loudly and growl. The cows begin to low and the sheep to
bleat, and the birds to chirp and sing their loudest notes, but
without any music in them; and even the fishes begin to dart about
and splash the water. The men awake and jump out of their hammocks,
and seize their weapons. Then it is an evil time for the intruder.
Straightway he is brought into the Court and tried, and if found
guilty sentenced, and either put into prison or banished.
Then the men go back to their hammocks, and all living things
retire again till the Rest Time is over.
It is the same in the night as in the Rest Time, if an intruder
comes to do harm. In the night only the dogs are awake, and the
sick people and their nurses.
No one can leave the Country Under the Sunset except in one
direction. Those who go there in dreams, or who come in dreams to
our world, come and go they know not how; but if an inhabitant
tries to leave it, he cannot except by one way. If he tries any
other way he goes on and on, turning without knowing it, till he
comes to the one place where only he can depart.
This place is called the Portal, and there the Angels keep
guard.
Exactly in the middle of the Country is the palace of the King,
and the roads stretch away from it on every side. When the King
stands on the top of the tower, which rises to a great height from
the middle of his palace, he can look along the roads, which are
all quite straight.
They seem to become narrower and narrower as they get further,
till at last they are lost altogether in the mere distance.
Round the King's palace are gathered the houses of the great
nobles, each being close in proportion to the rank of its owner.
Outside these again come the houses of the lesser nobles; and then
those of all the other people, getting smaller and smaller as they
get further.
Every house, big and little, stands in the middle of a garden,
which has a fountain and a stream of water in it, and big trees,
and beds of beautiful flowers.
Farther off, away towards the Portal, the country gets wilder
and wilder. Beyond this there are dense forests and great mountains
full of deep caverns, as dark as night. Here wild animals and all
cruel things have their home.
Then come bogs and fens and deep shaky morasses, and thick
jungles. Then all becomes so wild that the road gets lost
altogether.
In the wild places beyond this no man knows what dwells. Some
say that the Giants who still exist, live there, and that all
poisonous plants there grow. They say that there is a wicked wind
there that brings out the seeds of all evil things and scatters
them over the earth. Some there are who say that the same wicked
wind brings out also the Diseases and Plagues that there exist.
Others say that Famine lives there in the marshes, and that he
stalks out when men are wicked - so wicked that the Spirits who
guard the land are weeping so bitterly that they do not see him
pass.
It is whispered that Death has his kingdom in the Solitudes
beyond the marshes, and lives in a castle so awful to look at that
no one has ever seen it and lived to tell what it is like. Also it
is told that all the evil things that live in the marshes are the
disobedient Children of Death who have left their home and cannot
find their way back again.
But no man knows where the Castle of King Death is. All men and
women, boys and girls, and even little wee children should so live
that when they have to enter the Castle and see the grim King, they
may not fear to behold his face.
For long, Death and his Children stayed without the Portal and
all within was joy.
But there came a time when all was changed. The hearts of men
grew cold and hard with pride in their prosperity, and they heeded
not the lessons which they had been taught. Then when within there
was coldness and indifference and disdain, the Angels on guard saw
in the terrors that stood without, the means of punishment and the
lesson which could do good.
The good lessons came - as good things very often do - after
pain and trial, and they taught much. The story of their coming has
a lesson for the wise.
At the Portal two Angels for ever kept watch and guard. These
angels were so great and so watchful, and were always so steadfast
in their guardianship, that there was only one name for them both.
Either or both of them would, if spoken to, have been called by the
whole name. One of them knew as much as the other did about
anything which could have anything known about it. This was not so
strange, for they both knew everything. Their name was Fid-Def.
Fid-Def stood on guard at the Portal. Beside them was a
Child-Angel, fairer than the light of the sun. The outline of its
beautiful form was so soft that it ever seemed to be melting into
the air; it seemed a holy living light.
It did not stand as the other Angels did, but floated up and
down and all around. Sometimes it was but a tiny speck, and then it
would suddenly, without seeming to be making any change, be bigger
than the great Guardian Spirits that were the same for ever.
Fid-Def loved the Child-Angel, and as it rose now and again,
they spread their great white wings, and it would sometimes stand
on them. Its own beautiful soft wings would gently fan their faces
as they turned to speak.
But the Child-Angel never went over the threshold.
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