And he took the fire that was given him of Love the Lord, and made of it
a torch, and held it aloft, and it flashed through the darkness like a
sword, and showed the way; and he leading, they following, they came
safe through that place into the light of day.
The second man went by another path of the way, and it led him over a
bleak moor, where the wind blew bitter keen, and the rocks stood like
frozen iron; and here were men shivering with cold, huddling together
for warmth, yet finding none, for they had no fire. And they moaned, and
cried, "Ah! if we had but fire to keep the life in us, for we perish!"