Up to no otold    faded from tle    old Narcissus o not o mention—someto be asiful    ed y and s be sure s a o ized and instructed in religion; able. But after a feicated and ordered existence, sricks and crafts, arted to make trouble and seduce men, rayed from    a time, ation of a cer o find aken o imes, sation ayed alive, a ation t flickered like tail of a et, until it inguised tle son, illing in Goldmund t    offer up o God to expiate hers sins.

        tale Goldmunds fatold of     to speak of ed at it to t t Goldmund to ter. It o terrible legend, but o pus aside and    fotten it. tely fotten and lost, an altoget image t    made of s tales and dark en rue living motar of    years, had risen again.

        "I t uand ten," o ;Never in my life ionally, fervently. Never did I vee or admire anyone as I did o me. God only knoo darken t image in my soul, to co ty fato me for many years."

        Narcissus ly pleted iate and . titude tely    before rejected s and sel as cumbersome superiority ary, was now, sinision of rue like prop of ly had he healed him!

        At least Goldmund seemed to be    only ing spell been    evil sequences, but all t i Goldmunds cer ed aion to monk o render particular service to God. to    once.    all to Narcissus.

        But Narcissus ing range caution toy, no longer in t desding or instrug, o     in to see    sad.    t so muco s end. ill kne Goldmund t o follos call, but    knions in wravel.

        Goldmunds eagero learn ue o feel ted tiate or because of    drao fasting and long prayers, frequent fessions, voluntary penitence, and Goldmund uood t s. Sincts ure en y, t iny    te of innod calm o an end, t all aut and ready. tions en blissful, kept    like a s infatuation; at otimes tion.    moto    ainty aa, into need, pero deat did not lead to quiet, mildness, security, to to collective cloister life. y fed on tion; it en as strong and burning as a violent pion.    long prayers to tting flo dreen range, magnifit dreams of ing. ts fragrance about ic eyes of love, rumble deep as an o, like paradise, stammer caressing, senseless endearments, or rats t filled aste of sness and salt and brus not only all t    only , ions; but someerior lay muc h.

        t o to ted senses. Engly ted not only t: cly golden m of life; but in ture s times tress all fused into one, seemed o erimes    ared at s, a somber, unfat bristling ale dangers—but ts, to iny tening abyss in her clear eye.

        So mu ess, golden-faced premonitioed memories of s, of is peroy and vanisails flipping, s neure, depended on ed from , returo rees, s slid along t moist-glistening berries ion; groping,    a tree, reak and branc of tousled    of an arm. Once , om, tering groups.

        Once    all and adult but sat on t    of iny man, a tiny als; it seemed ty to ired of t somet    onis and s not    joy, t o life. e giants, t inuing to grorous, silent; too the world.

        yard, library, dormitory, and t could pierce a    in tedious lesson, a c of a garland of stone leaves protruding from top of a n in a —timulants ure ty, to unleasreams, and milky    lay bey. A Latin initial co e io Paradise, a Greek letter a galloping    t quickly slits place.

        , only occasionally did    of his dream world.

        "I believe," ;t tal of a floiny ains far more t say very mucters and imes Ill be ing a Greek letter, a ta or an omega, and tilt my pen just test bit; suddenly tter ail and bees a fis evokes all treams and rivers of t is cool and ers on er    bees a bird, flaps its tail, s its featself up, laug appreciate letters like t very muc I say: e t;

        "I do appreciate tly," Narcissus said sadly. "tters, demons    be exorcised    for t of sce table. te, t s its symbols to be reliable, it loves        does not permit ao co a serpent or a bird. t live in nature, only against nature, only as its terpart. Do you believe no youll never be a sc;

        Yes, Goldmund o believe it, resigned o it.

        "Im no longer i on striving for a mind like yours," ;I feel about mind and learning t my fat I loved ed to bee like    as soon as my mot tnant. And nard all tile, and to feel a sligempt for t;

        one, a    able t a o    ;I uand you very o quarrel ever again; you are aage and fatage, t cloister life and striving for monkake for you, an iion of your fated you to atone for your motill believe t its your destiny to remain in ter all your life?"

        Goldmund looked pensively at inguise, bony and    t tid a scholar.

        "I dont kno; ing, sligant voice ly acquired and t seemed to d;I really dont kno     per in too. Ive been in ter sco see me. s me to stay    , I t I ed it myself. But today Im no longer sure    and desire. Before, everytters in my textbook. No even tters. Everytaken on many meanings and faces. I dont kno t t no;

        "Nor need you," said Narcissus. "Youll find out o your mot o ill. As for your fat judging oo    to go back to ;

        "No, Narcissus, certainly not. If I did, it o be a s and Greek and matio, I dont    to go bay fat;

        Deep in t, ared a to Narcissus: "? Again and again you say o me, or pose questions t s into me and make me clear to myself. You merely asked if I ed to go bay fat I didnt    to. ? You seem to kno I didnt quite grasp    became so important to me after ake my being from my mot I en my c makes you kno I learn t too?"

        Narcissus smiled and shook his head.

        "No, my dear Goldmund, you ot. Some people are capable of learning a great deal, but you are not one of tudent. And o. You s. You are mifted tiful and more difficult times and me, you often kicked like a foal, it    alen forced to    you. I o o your memory    at first,    you very mucer garden as t o be. No, dont stroke my ! I dont like it."

        "t I learn anytupid, a c;

        "to teac you could learn from me, you c;

        "O; cried Goldmund, " bee friends to end it no of friends be, t reacs goal after a s distand topped? Are you tired of me? ion for me?"

        Narcissus    of ;Let t be," ly. "You knooo    my affe for you    e to an end."

        it in udied opped and looked at Goldmund, aut,    ;Listen, Goldmund! Our friends    not to be over; I    to reneself once more, reneself again and again, ao ain, I eiten to    my goal is not uain, it lies er, it claims me at every    I ot be in love. I am a monk, I aken tion I so be released from my teacies and o fast and do exercises. During t period Ill not speak of ters, nor ;

        Goldmund uood. Sadly ;So yoing to do ;

        "You kno is," said Narcissus.

        "ell, yes. In a feer, eace books yourself. No? All rig. But ;

        Narcissus smiled faintly. "t, or biss all to put myself in t able to serve, ies find t soil, t field of a. t;

        Goldmund: "No ot;

        Narcissus: "Oating Aristotle, or embelliser cation, or a    to increase ter, nor reform t to serve ties, tand t not a goal?"

        Goldmund t for a long while before he answered.

        "Youre rig; ;Did I o;

        "ed difficulties for me, but I am no enemy of difficulties. Ive learned from tly overe t;

        Goldmund interrupted ;Youve overe t, tell me: entioned novice, maybe youve raised an enemy of trive for, t opposite of ;

        "?" said Narcissus in deep ear. "Dear friend, tle you knoill! Perure monk in you, but in exy t    be ordinary. Even if you burned doer tomorroo t for an insta t I o."

        iture h hands on his friends shoulders.

        "See tle Goldmund, too is part of my goal: ever, never do I ion of meeting a strong, valuable    kno furt me say to you: , youll never find me    any moment t you call me seriously and t you ;

        It sounded like a fare aste of fareood looking at ermined face, ted eyes; akable feeling t ted. t a dreamer;    ing for fate to call to o aabliso duty; , a soldier ion, of t belong o oday. ed e once. S y and order, duty and o go out into uainty; s. S s he had been!

        Sly after tion, Narcissus seemed to o ructor ea in tood vat. ill present,    altogetone floor; one kne    exercise, t ing, t imes eac to exercise. ill present, but o anot often, but    be reac speak anding at ern again, sit in ory,    not o    about t became clear to    Narcissus aloant and desirable to empted o bee like Narcissus rue, t,     teaces, tory, tire cloister no longer ed    Narcissus.    anding uer roof like a ant ree, just to , for fear of tality of t ation and bidding fare places t o    t    Daniel and good dear Fater maybe, and t even t o tall stone madonna in to tles of tal. For a long time ood in front of t of tiful carvings of tain in ter garden, t trees in tyard, against tnut tree. One day, all of to urebook in . Even nos midst, it started to fade ay, like into somet no longer er mill; every so ofteo a meal of    felt strao o er noo be drained of reality, and appeared autumnal and tra.

        Only ting of , talgic sting of longing, to to tes, o    everytening only to to deep o colorful abysses full of fairy-tale deeds, and all thers eyes.
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