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  • A Veil Left in a Frozen Plain

  • Introduction.
  • Once again I found myself reading Robert E.
    • Howard’s The Frost Giant’s Daughter, which is probably the Sword and Sorcery tale (that’s actually the way this particular genre is called) I like the most.
  • I actually can’t stop listening to the dramatized audiobook version available on youtube!
  • Now, just for practicing and for fun also, I’ll do my best trying to describe the opening scene of that tale, adding some details which are not described by Howard but that I’ve been visualizing many times during my reading.
    • Obviously I won’t be as brilliant as Bob Howard has been, but I am sure you’ll forgive me because of that.
    • One more thing: again, I want to point out very clear that I am not trying to steal anyone’s tale or characters, this is just an exercise which I’ve done basing myself on a work by Robert E. Howard. Part one.
    • There is a brooding silence all around the snow field, a frosty, silvery landscape once charming and now darkened with a gloomy atmosphere, also filled with mutilated red-haired corpses everywhere.
    • In that illimitable, white plain, two figures stand upright; both are mighty warriors built powerfully as fierce gladiators, forged in the slaughter of battle.
    • Both many times escaped at the deathly embrace of the Reaper, being themselves skilled slayers.
  • The black-haired one is shieldless and he holds a huge aquilonian broadsword: his name his Conan, a barbarian who has come from a mythical far away northern country, called Cimmeria.
    • He stands with his feet planted in the snow like an iron statue, ignoring the growing sick weariness due to the fighting.
    • Beardless, inscrutable in his black cloak and cold as snow itself, he glares with his wolfish blue eyes at the other figure right in front of him, Heimdulof the red hair.
    • Heimdul is also shieldless, yet armoured with a mailed corselet and holds in his hands a sharpened long axe.
    • His locks of beard are red just like his hair, red as an early and naked dawn running on the snows.
    • Shaking his head like a lion might shake his mane, with a roar Heimdul slowly starts speaking to Conan....

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