Fountains of Paradise# SciFiction - 星际浪子
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3. The Fountains
For days, elephants and slaves had toiled in the cruel
sun, hauling the endless chains of buckets up the face of
the cliff. "Is it ready?" the King had asked, time and
again. "No, Majesty," the master craftsman had answered,
"the tank is not yet full. But tomorrow, perhaps..."
Tomorrow had come at last, and now the whole court was
gathered in the Pleasure Gardens, beneath awnings of
brightly coloured cloth. The King himself was cooled by
large fans, waved by supplica
For days, elephants and slaves had toiled in the cruel
sun, hauling the endless chains of buckets up the face of
the cliff. "Is it ready?" the King had asked, time and
again. "No, Majesty," the master craftsman had answered,
"the tank is not yet full. But tomorrow, perhaps..."
Tomorrow had come at last, and now the whole court was
gathered in the Pleasure Gardens, beneath awnings of
brightly coloured cloth. The King himself was cooled by
large fans, waved by supplica