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Black Duncan recovered himself for a moment

Then he took his Lochaber-axe

He swayed his arm in the air

Dashed forward, and with a last fierce blow

He split in two the thick skull of Rannoch.

The fight had ended

The storm took full possession of the inn again

The slain Rannoch was dragged away

The Duncan taken care of

And the game continued.

Few days later Black Duncan rode forth again

The fierce gale had passed over

As always, there was still a fresh Nordic wind

But the skies were clear and blue

with only a few white clouds

There was still a long way to go.