The ship had been lost and the rest of the journey had to be
done on foot. As the four adventures drew closer to Salamandastron, the
mountain “flared crimson against the dark sky”, and Gonff began to sing this
song:
‘Always the tide comes flowing in.
Ever it goes out again.
Sleep ‘neath the shore evermore,
Free from hunger and pain.
Morning light will bring the sun;
Seasons go rolling on.
Questing ever far from home,
For Salamandastron.’
(Mossflower, 285)
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