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… River called the Wear-of-Time.” The Antelope did so, and when he came out he had a long neck and legs, as he had wished.
But his long neck made grazing troublesome, and his great weight made marshy ground dangerous, so he was driven to seek his food among the bushes as tall as himself, where the ground was firm.
At length there came a very dry year when all the low foliage died, and the Antelope had eaten all he could reach and was like to die of hunger. So he sought the Prophet as before, and begged his aid to make his neck yet longer, that he might reach the topmost foliage. “As a matter of fact”, said the Antelope, “I would gladly give up these stupid horns for a few more inches of neck.”
“Very good”, said the Prophet. “Go ..text pokračuje
