With him was that same patient burro which had shared his adventures in the Hidden Land.

He felt he could expect no such consideration from others he might meet, once he was inside the Hidden Land.

Huon himself had poured his wine, asking many questions about the people who dwelt outside the Hidden Land.

The day wore on, dusk began to fall within the mountain-rimmed bowl of the Hidden Land.

One of those upon which our ancestors came to the Hidden Land with the serpent-people, and preserved there with many other precious things.

And even now dusk was thickening in the bowl of the Hidden Land.

For the first time since he had entered the Hidden Land, the sky was obscured.

A green glare, bright as daylight, flooded all the Hidden Land.

I will have no invasion of the Hidden Land.

And she had seen the Hidden Land.