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
Disappointingly, I found this fairly boring on the whole (war stories just don't do it for me) but interesting in the context that Tolkien referred to this book specifically as an inspiration, and you can really see that in a lot of places. Read full review
Review: The Wood Beyond the WorldUser Review - Andrew - Goodreads
Yes, I know William Morris was a vastly influential writer of fantasies. That being said, I've never had much tolerance for fantasies, and even less tolerance when the prose is written in a stilted ... Read full review