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Updated: May 31, 2025
The momentary intelligence had vanished from her face, and she was again smiling. Sullenbode's naked skin glowed softly through the darkness, but the clothed part of her person was invisible. Maskull watched her senseless, smiling face, and shivered. Strange feelings ran through his body. Corpang spoke out of the night. "She looks like an evil spirit filled with deadliness."
"What do you call the colour of your skin, Haunte, as I saw it in daylight? It struck me as strange." "Dolm," said Haunte. "A compound of ulfire and blue," explained Corpang. "Now I know. These colours are puzzling for a stranger." "What colours have you in your world?" asked Corpang. "Only three primary ones, but here you seem to have five, though how it comes about I can't imagine."
Corpang studied his face with rough, curious eyes. "Are you ignorant, or merely reticent, Maskull?" "I came here to ask questions, and not to answer them." The stillness of the place was almost oppressive. Not a breeze stirred, and not a sound came through the air. Their voices had been lowered, as though they were in a cathedral. "Then do you want my society, or not?" asked Corpang.
If you prefer to stay in your little world, or if you have any doubts about it, you had better not come." "Don't talk like that. I shall never forget your service to me... Let us make haste, or we shall lose the sound." Corpang started off more eagerly than Maskull. They walked fast in the direction of the drumming. For upward of two miles the path went along the ledge without any change of level.
"What is love which Corpang despises?" Maskull looked at her attentively. Sullenbode went on, "Love is that which is perfectly willing to disappear and become nothing, for the sake of the beloved." Corpang wrinkled his forehead. "A magnanimous female lover is new in my experience." Maskull put him aside with his hand, and said to Sullenbode, "Are you contemplating a sacrifice?"
"I do not know how it will end, Maskull, but we will still keep together a little. Where are you going?" "To Adage," said Corpang, stepping forward. "But why?" "We are following the steps of Lodd, who went there years ago, to find Muspel-light." "It's the light of another world." "The quest is grand. But cannot women see that light?" "On one condition," said Corpang. "They must forget their sex.
Sullenbode sank up to her waist in a pit of slime; Maskull rescued her, but after this incident took the lead himself. Corpang was the next to meet with trouble. Exploring a new path for himself, he tumbled into liquid mud up to his shoulders, and narrowly escaped a filthy death.
Sullenbode belongs to me." "Then I say no more; but you are a fated man." From that time forward he spoke not another word to either of the others. A heavy gleam appeared in the woman's eyes. "Now things are changed, Maskull. Where are you taking me?" "Choose, you." "The man I love must complete his journey. I won't have it otherwise. You shall not stand lower than Corpang."
Maskull kept looking toward a high pile of rocks in the vicinity. "That seems to me a good watchtower. Perhaps we shall see something from the top." Without waiting for his companion's opinion, he began to scramble up the tower, and in a few minutes was standing on the summit. Corpang joined him.
Once up, the stranger stood for a minute or two, scrutinising the two companions through half-closed lids, all the time smiling insolently. Maskull was all eagerness to exchange words, but did not care to be the first to speak. Corpang stood moodily, a little in the background. "What men are you?" demanded the aerial navigator at last.
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