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"Nowadays there are men and women, but in the olden times the world was peopled by 'phaens. I think I am the only survivor of all those beings who were then passing through Faceny's mind." "Faceny?" "Who is now miscalled Shaping or Crystalman. The superficial names invented by a race of superficial creatures." "What's your own name?" "Leehallfae." "What?" "Leehallfae. And yours is Maskull.
"What three worlds what do you mean?" "There are three worlds," said Corpang composedly. "The first is Faceny's, the second is Amfuse's, the third is Thire's. From him Threal gets it name." "But this is mere nomenclature. In what sense are there three worlds?" Corpang passed his hand over his forehead. "All this we can discuss as we go along. It's a torment to me to be standing still."
"Something of the sort was told me by Earthrid, the musician, who came from Threal." "I don't know him. What else did he tell you?" "He went on to apply it to music. Continue, and pardon the interruption." "These three states of perception are the three worlds. Existence is Faceny's world, relation is Amfuse's world, feeling is Thire's world."
He found that the line of his brow was smooth and uninterrupted, as it had never yet been since his arrival in Tormance. "How has this come about and how did you know it?" "They were Faceny's organs. They have vanished, just as the phaen's body vanished." Maskull kept rubbing his forehead. "I feel more human without them. But why isn't the rest of my body affected?"
For the same reason, phaens and even men love to be in empty places and vast solitudes, for each one is a little Faceny." "That rings true," said Maskull. "Thoughts flow perpetually from Faceny's face backward. Since his face is on all sides, however, they flow into his interior. A draught of thought thus continuously flows from Nothingness to the inside of Faceny, which is the world.
You are a being of antique experience, and ought to know, if anyone does. What is Muspel?" The phaen's face was blank. "I don't know the name." "It is another world of some sort." "That cannot be. There is only this one world Faceny's." Maskull came up to aer, linked arms, and began to talk.
The phaen belonged, body and soul, to the outside, visible world to Faceny. This underworld is not Faceny's world, but Thire's, and Faceny's creatures cannot breathe its atmosphere. As this applies not only to whole bodies, but even to the last particles of bodies, the phaen has dissolved into Nothingness." "But don't you and I belong to the outside world too?" "We belong to all three worlds."
Without love, every individual would be entirely self-centred and unable deliberately to act on others. Without love, there would be no sympathy not even hatred, anger, or revenge would be possible. These are all imperfect and distorted forms of pure love. Interpenetrating Faceny's world of Nature, therefore, we have Amfuse's world of Love, or Relation."
The phaen took him by the shoulder and held him at arm's length, endeavouring to study him with aer unsteady eyes. "Faceny's thoughts are obscure. I am his lover, you are a lover of women, yet he grants to you what he denies to me." "What does he grant to me?" "To see him, and go on living. I shall die. But it's immaterial. Tomorrow both of us will be dead."
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