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Several acres of trees, plants, rocks, and soil, with all its teeming animal life, vanished before their eyes, like a magic story. The new chasm was cut, as if by a knife. Beyond its farther edge the Alppain glow burned blue just over the horizon. "Now we shall have to make a detour," said Tydomin, halting. Maskull caught hold of her with his third hand.
On gazing at that combined light, he felt the same sense of disintegration that the afterglow of Alppain had always caused in him; but now the feeling was not physical, but merely aesthetic. The moon did not appear romantic to him, but disturbing and mystical. Earthrid rose, and stood quietly for a minute. In the bright moonlight, his face seemed to have undergone a change.
Behind them, the Lichstorm Mountains were blotted out from view by a haze that had gathered together. The sky ahead, just above the horizon, began to be of a strange colour. It was an intense jale-blue. The whole northern atmosphere was stained with ulfire. Maskull's mind grew disturbed. "Alppain is rising, Gangnet." Gangnet smiled wistfully. "It begins to trouble you?"
When we see red, we are thrown back on our personal feelings.... As regards the Alppain colours, blue stands in the middle and is therefore not existence, but relation. Ulfire is existence; so it must be a different sort of existence." Haunte yawned. "There are marvellous philosophers in your underground hole." Maskull got up and looked about him. "Where does that other door lead to?"
Panawe was sterner than usual, while his wife clung to his arm. "It is Alppain our second sun," he replied. "Those hills are the Ifdawn Marest.... Now let us get to our shelter." "Is it imagination, or am I really being affected tormented by that light?" "No, it's not imagination it's real. How can it be otherwise when two suns, of different natures, are drawing you at the same time?
He climbed to the top of the crater edge and looked away toward Ifdawn. The afterglow of Alppain had by now completely disappeared. The mountains stood up wild and grand. They impressed him like a simple musical theme, the notes of which are widely separated in the scale; a spirit of rashness, daring, and adventure seemed to call to him from them.
The sky blazed deeper and deeper; it was obvious that Alppain was about to lift itself above the sea. The island had by this time floated past the mouth of the estuary. On three sides they were surrounded by water. The haze crept up behind them and shut out all sight of land. Krag was still sleeping an ugly, wrinkled monstrosity. Maskull looked over the side at the flowing water.
The gigantic, white, withering Branchspell, the awful, body-changing Alppain, the beautiful, deadly, treacherous sea, the dark and eerie Swaylone's Island, the spirit-crushing forest out of which he had just escaped to all these mighty powers, surrounding him on every side, what resources had he, a feeble, ignorant traveller to oppose, from a tiny planet on the other side of space, to avoid being utterly destroyed?... Then he smiled to himself.
It commands the whole land as far as the Sinking Sea and Swaylone's Island and beyond. You can also see Alppain from it." "That's a sight I mean to see before I have finished." "Do you, Maskull?" She turned around and put her hand on his wrist. "Stay with me, and one day we'll go to Disscourn together." He grunted unintelligibly.
The shadows of the three men cast by Alppain were not black, but were composed of white daylight. "Then nothing can hurt me," said Maskull with a peculiar smile. Gangnet smiled too. "How could it?" "I have lost my will; I feel as if some foul tumour had been scraped away, leaving me clean and free." "Do you now understand life, Maskull?"
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