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revels in sound. In that vast lonely forest, in that pitch-dark midnight, and from that unimaginable stillness came forth the words, "Will my desire not be fulfilled."
When the sound died away, the woods sank back into silence. Who would think then, that a man's voice had just been heard in the woods? Soon after, the words were heard again; again the stillness was disturbed, and a human voice rang forth: "Will my desire not be fulfilled?"
Thrice was the ocean of gloom thus stirred before the answer came, "What can you pawn for it?"
"Even my very life."
"Life is a trifle," was the answer, "every one can give it up."
"What more have I got? What more could I give?"
The answer came: "Devotion."
