The Wood Beyond the World
But on the fifth morrow the ground rose but little, and at last, when he had been going wearily a long while, and now, hard on noontide, his thirst grieved him sorely, he came on a spring welling out from under a high rock, the water wherefrom trickled feebly away. So eager was he to drink, that at first he heeded nought else; but when his thirst was fully quenched his eyes caught sight of the stream which flowed from the well, and he gave a shout, for lo! it was running south.
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LibraryThing ReviewUser Review - jen.e.moore - LibraryThing
This is clearly an ancestor of Narnia, what with the evil queen and her dwarf servant, and their enemy the lion. As an actual reading experience it's rather weird, with the forced archaic language and ... Read full review
LibraryThing ReviewUser Review - Tonari - LibraryThing
"The Wood beyond the World" is considered to be the first novel of modern fantasy ever written. The plot briefly: Walter, a brave and honest young man, escapes from his mean wife and embarks on a ship ... Read full review