DIY History | Transcribe | Hevelin Fanzines | Acolyte, vol 1, issue 3, whole 3, Spring 1943

Transcribe
Translate

Acolyte, vol 1, issue 3, whole 3, Spring 1943

Page 25

your contract, and in that was deceit."
"How then?" Frankl asked. "I grow tired of your chatter. How then?"
"Before the bargain was closed, he was excited them. He was afraid of what he was doing, and he excited himself to complete it, telling himself what desired things it would bring. He talked so as to encourage himself."
"True," Frankl said. "What of it?" He was uneasy.
"On that night, at that time, you were pleased to be trapping a good soul for your service, and you were afraid that he might draw back."
Frankl was slow in answering. "True," he said.
"When then, at the last moment he faltered, when he said to you, 'You will give me that girl; now as soon as this night is over you will give her to me, to have as long as I please,'; when he said that, in those words, what did you answer?"
Frankl grew; he became huge; he filled the house. "I answered 'Yes'," he said with a roar.
"And you know you lied," I said.
He reached up to the rafters, up to the rooftree; he stretched from side to side; he crushed the fire down. There were great seizing hands. "What of it?" he roared. "You have let me in. I shall take you both; then I shall consume your village."
I leapt up. I rose high, with all my power in me, with my staff in my hand. "Let us try ourselves then," I shouted. "Out! Out! Black One! Evil One! Out thief! Out liar! Now the crosses of the corners close in; the four directions contract; the middle arises! Out, out of this land!"
There was a great noise of the wind which stirred nothing. Stars were blotted out and appeared again, one after another. Then there was silence, and the dogs of the outlying farms near us, and down in the village, began to howl together. The fire leapt up brightly, giving forth warmth.
I looked at Sandor. His eyes were open, his face tranquil and happy, and he had the astonished look of a man to whom a surprising truth has just become clear.
"No matter how great one's power," I said, "one cannot read the unseen in what concerns himself."
He smiled faintly, then he turned his head towards his corss and his lips moved. I was satisfied then. I let him go.
I arranged him, and set the death candles around him. Later I would call the family to lament him properly.
I felt tired and peaceful, and ready for my own time to come. It was over, the life-long struggle, the constant vigilance, the heaviest part of my burden since first, when my cousin's father had died, I became the Keeper of the Gate of this village.

----ooOoo----
NIGHT
Translated from the German of Wilhelm Jensen by William H. Evans
-oOo-
Night stillness
High on the world;
A mighty will
Guides and holds
The star turmoil
That no thought conceives.
Stand silent, and feel
How futile you are!

Nachtige Stille
Hoch Ueber der Welt;
Ein maechtiger Wille
Lenkt und haelt
Das Sterngewuehle,
Das kein Denken ermiszt.
Steh schweigend und fuehle
Wie nichtig du bist!

Saving...

your contract, and in that was deceit." "How then?" Frankl asked. "I grow tired of your chatter. How then?" "Before the bargain was closed, he was excited them. He was afraid of what he was doing, and he excited himself to complete it, telling himself what desired things it would bring. He talked so as to encourage himself." "True," Frankl said. "What of it?" He was uneasy. "On that night, at that time, you were pleased to be trapping a good soul for your service, and you were afraid that he might draw back." Frankl was slow in answering. "True," he said. "When then, at the last moment he faltered, when he said to you, 'You will give me that girl; now as soon as this night is over you will give her to me, to have as long as I please,'; when he said that, in those words, what did you answer?" Frankl grew; he became huge; he filled the house. "I answered 'Yes'," he said with a roar. "And you know you lied," I said. He reached up to the rafters, up to the rooftree; he stretched from side to side; he crushed the fire down. There were great seizing hands. "What of it?" he roared. "You have let me in. I shall take you both; then I shall consume your village." I leapt up. I rose high, with all my power in me, with my staff in my hand. "Let us try ourselves then," I shouted. "Out! Out! Black One! Evil One! Out thief! Out liar! Now the crosses of the corners close in; the four directions contract; the middle arises! Out, out of this land!" There was a great noise of the wind which stirred nothing. Stars were blotted out and appeared again, one after another. Then there was silence, and the dogs of the outlying farms near us, and down in the village, began to howl together. The fire leapt up brightly, giving forth warmth. I looked at Sandor. His eyes were open, his face tranquil and happy, and he had the astonished look of a man to whom a surprising truth has just become clear. "No matter how great one's power," I said, "one cannot read the unseen in what concerns himself." He smiled faintly, then he turned his head towards his corss and his lips moved. I was satisfied then. I let him go. I arranged him, and set the death candles around him. Later I would call the family to lament him properly. I felt tired and peaceful, and ready for my own time to come. It was over, the life-long struggle, the constant vigilance, the heaviest part of my burden since first, when my cousin's father had died, I became the Keeper of the Gate of this village. ----ooOoo---- NIGHT Translated from the German of Wilhelm Jensen by William H. Evans -oOo- Night stillness High on the world; A mighty will Guides and holds The star turmoil That no thought conceives. Stand silent, and feel How futile you are! Nachtige Stille Hoch Ueber der Welt; Ein maechtiger Wille Lenkt und haelt Das Sterngewuehle, Das kein Denken ermiszt. Steh schweigend und fuehle Wie nichtig du bist!