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THE SONG ETERNAL
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I was standing on the edge of the pool in Dick Restouer's room, gazing into its crystal depths. Startled, I glanced about. Then I remembered. In five minutes I had lived a lifetime, and I had found Eldres, the singer of the song—the woman I love. Even now she lived and was calling. The melody pulsed through my brain as never before, as clear as the tone of the great temple bell. The words I knew, and they were calling me to love. I turned, and there stood my friend.
"Zuren!" I cried.
"Ro-Moarin, old friend, you have seen, and it is good news you bring. I can tell it by your radiant face. To-day there are no black shadows. Once more you shall look, and," he smiled wearily, "I fear your interest in your mystic friend will lag."
Again I looked, and again I stood in a temple. Palm-thatched and earth-floored, it was filled with black men and women, naked save for grass girdles. With reverent attitude they faced a raised dais that was reached from the back by a grass-curtained door.
Again the priests chanted, and the words I could strangely understand. How startlingly like the chant of the children in the temple of Chrios!
O virgin priestess—
White as the moon flower—
Daughter of the sun—
Whose mother is the sea—
Sent in time of need to the people of Senecali—
We praise thy matchless beauty.
Hail, Ildira, pure star of the sun-ruled heavens—
Bless, we beseech thee, thy people of Senecali.
Then the curtain slowly drew back, and through the door came a white girl of iridescent beauty. My heart
