But once seated upon the back of his titanic mount
the ape-man experienced the sensation of a new thrill that recalled
to him the day in his boyhood that he had first clambered to the
broad head of Tantor, the elephant, and this, together with the
sense of mastery that was always meat and drink to the lord of
the jungle, decided him to put his newly acquired power to some
utilitarian purpose.
Pan-at-lee he judged must either have already reached safety or
met with death. At least, no longer could he be of service to her,
while below Kor-ul-gryf, in the soft green valley, lay A-lur, the
City of Light, which, since he had gazed upon it from the shoulder
of Pastar-ul-ved, had been his ambition and his goal.
Whether or not its gleaming walls held the secret of his lost mate
he could not even guess but if she lived at all within the precincts
of Pal-ul-don it must be among the Ho-don, since the hairy black
men of this forgotten world took no prisoners. And so to A-lur he
would go, and how more effectively than upon the back of this grim
and terrible creature that the races of Pal-ul-don held in such
awe?
A little mountain stream tumbles down from Kor-ul-gryf to be joined
in the foothills with that which empties the waters of Kor-ul-lul
into the valley, forming a small river which runs southwest,
eventually entering the valley's largest lake at the City of A-lur,
through the center of which the stream passes.
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