Capitolo 9
and it rotates Your delicate threads in a mantle for the austere King;
and me it enrolled gilded threads among the grey one that when it folded up on
his/her heart cold kind thoughts can enter in and you/they can manufacture him their house.
And while her sung gayly, the small weavers rotated them silky
threads, the flies on bright wings lovingly flew above of his/her head,
and on the whole gilded light shone down slightly.
When the Cold-spirit they told their King, him very he/she wondered and
you often steal to look at the small room exposed to the sun where friends and enemies
worked together peacefully. He/she anchors the light it grew more diamond, and
is out floating in the cold air, where suspended likes the bright clouds
above of the dark gardens from which everything the to be able of Spirits was not able
drive him/it; and green leaves budded on the naked trees, and
flowers bloomed; but the Spirits piled up snow on them, and
they was arched the heads and they died.
For a long time the mantle was ended, and among the grey threads
one gilded and I shone, doing him/it bright; and she sent him/it to the King,
imploring to bring him/it him, for him the peace and love would bring
to indulge inside his/her breast.
But he disdainfully threw him/it apart, and he/she offered his/her Spirits they pick her/it up
to a colder cell, deep in the earth; and there with sour words
they left her/it to them.
Still she sang gayly on, and the falling drops so musically held calculations,
what the King in his/her cold ice-rooms him asked to the least one, sounds sweets
that came stealing above to him.
This way Violet dwelt and every day the gilded light grew stronger; and
from among the cracks of the walls rocky troops came few of
velvet-dressed again moles, praying that it is probable that they listens to the dessert
music, and it lies in the warm light.
"We conduct", it told them, "a dark life in the cold earth; the
flower-roots are dead, and any soft dew comes down for us to drink,
any small seed or leaf are able us we find. Ah, the good Fairy allowed us to be