Chapter 15: XV

XV I’d not give room for an Emperor— I’d hold my road for a King. To the Triple Crown I’d not bow down— But this is a different thing! I’ll not fight with the Powers of Air— Sentry, pass him through! Drawbridge let fall—He’s the Lord of us all— The Dreamer whose dream came true! The Siege of the Fairies Two hundred miles north of Chini, on the blue shale of Ladakh, lies Yankling Sahib, the merry-minded man, spy-glassing wrathfully acro…