... slightly par-ted, to hear the end of his story.For the love of golden-haired Dura-ki, the acolyte, Ra-sed, had gonedown into the pit of the Dark one, where no mortal had gone before, ex-cept as ... Dura-ki. Dura-ki, of the softgolden hair and bright lips.In stunned silence, Ra-sed, acolyte, listened to the bridal chant of the priests; the ancient words of the Dedication to the Dark One. The ... feel the trembling of the pillars, the very pillars of the Temple, and the groaning of stone onmassive stone in the great, shadowed arches overhead. Above all, the chanting before the altar of the...