The NeverEnding Story Page #3

It will be very dangerous.

Is there any chance of success?

I do not know.

But if you fail,

the Empress will surely die.

And our whole world

will be utterly destroyed.

When do I begin?

Now.

And you must hurry, Atreyu.

The Nothing grows stronger every day.

Take this.

The AURYN.

He who wears the AURYN

speaks for the Empress.

It will guide and protect you.

Wake up!

Farewell, Atreyu!

Take care.

"At the same time,

elsewhere in Fantasia,

"a creature of darkness

also began his quest. "

"They had been traveling aimlessly

for almost a week,

"but they could not find

a cure for the Empress.

"Neither Atreyu, nor his horse, Artax,

"had the vaguest suspicion that

the creature of darkness, the Gmork,

"was already

tracking them down. "

What? What is it, Artax?

Is it time to...

.. go, already?

I know what you want.

It's time to eat. Hmm?

Good idea.

No. It's a GREAT idea!

No. Not too much.

We still have a LONG way to go.

"Atreyu and Artax had searched

the Silver Mountains,

"the Desert of Shattered Hopes,

and the Crystal Towers

"without success.

"And so, there was

only one chance left.

"To find Morla, the Ancient One,

"the wisest being in Fantasia,

"whose home was the Shell Mountain,

"somewhere in the deadly

Swamps of Sadness. "

Come on, boy. Come on.

That's the boy. That's the boy.

It's OK.

"Everyone knew that

whoever let the Sadness overtake him

"would sink into the swamp. "

You're doing fine, Artax.

That's right.

Come on, Artax.

What's the matter?

What's wrong?

Come on, boy!

What's the matter?

I understand.

It's too difficult for you.

Artax! You're sinking!

Come on! Turn around!

You have to! NOW!

COME ON! ARTAX!

Fight against the Sadness, Artax!

Artax, please.

You're letting the sadness

of the swamps get to you.

You have to try.

You have to care.

For me.

You're my friend.

I love you.

ARTAX! STUPID HORSE!

You've gotta move, or you'll die!

Move, please!

I won't give up! Come, quick!

ARTAX!

The Shell Mountain.

Morla. The Ancient One.

Morla!

Mm.

Arggh!

Huh?

Huh?

But that's impossible!

They couldnt have heard me.

Are you Morla?

The Ancient One?

Not that it matters, but yes.

Please help me, Morla!

Do you recognize this?

Well...

.. we haven't seen the AURYN

in a long time.

We?

Is there someone else here too?

We haven't spoken to anyone else

for thousands of years.

So, we started talking to ourselves.

AH-CHOO!

Morla, I bring terrible news!

Did you know that

the Empress is very ill?

Not that it matters, but yes.

Actually, we don't care.

If I don't save her, she'll die!

There's a terrible Nothing

sweeping over the Land!

Don't you care about that?

We don't even care

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