It was a curious friendship that had beguween Narcissus and Goldmund, ohat pleased only a few; at times it seemed to displease evewo friends.
At first it was Narcissus, the thinker, who had the harder time of it. All was mind to him, even love; he was uo give in to an attra without thinking about it first. He was the guiding spirit of this friendship. For a long time he alone sciously reized its destiny, its depth, its significe. For a long time he remained lonely, surrounded by love, knowing that his friend would fully belong to him only after he had been able to lead him toward reition. With glowing fervor, playful and irresponsible, Goldmund abandoned himself to this new life; while Narcissus, aware and responsible, accepted the demands of fate.
Foldmund it was a release at first, a valesce. His youthful need for love had been powerfully aroused, and at the same time hopelessly intimidated, by the looks and the kiss of a pretty girl. Deep inside hims……（内容加载失败！）
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