The Not-World Author:Thomas Burnett Swann It was a forest abristle with oak and yew, entangled with ivy and wild grape-vines; the listening trees, they were called, the strangling vines . . . — At night the farmers and foresters could hear the wailing of the Drusii or Blood-Suckers and see their eyes glinting like evil stars in a sky of black foliage; hear too the cannibalistic water hor... more »ses, which swam in the streams and whinnied their dark hungers or wallowed in mud and slime. Were they truly trees and vines, birds and animals, or the old Celtic gods who had metamorphosed themselves with the coming of Christ and kept, deadly and inviolate, this one last stronghold against the angelic hosts?
Bristol was change and challenge, the sun at high noon; Bristol was now.
The forest was of the night; of dreams and especially nightmares. The forest was then.« less