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Updated: June 20, 2025
The whole concourse in the temple stopped in awe and terror. Only for a second. Then the Jarados and all at his side were gone. And upon the snow-stone there stood a sword of living flame. It stood there for just a breath, exactly where the group had been. And it was gone. That was all. No; not quite all.
There are others who do not grant it; there are Rhamdas who are inclined to lean more to the materialist's side of things, who rely entirely, when it comes to questions of this kind, upon their faith in the teachings of the Jarados. There are some, too, who believe in the value of speculation, and who contend that only through contemplation can man lift himself to the full fruits of realisation.
But you can put full confidence in the Rhamdas." Then the speaker dropped the language of the earth and used the Thomahlian tongue again: "It is I who speak I, the Prophet; the Prophet Jarados!" All in the voice of Dr. Holcomb. The blazing leaf faded into blackness, and the talking ceased. Chick was glad of the darkness; the whole thing was like magic, and too good to believe.
It was a shaggy shepherd dog, with a pointed nose and one ear cocked up and the other down, very wisely inquisitive. Chick had seen similar dogs many times, but he could not account for this one; certainly not in such a place. What had it to do with the Jarados? Still the darkness. It gave him a chance to think.
There is none who knows the likeness of the Jarados; none but the absent Avec. None among us has ever seen his image. It is a secret to all save the High Rhamda. Yet, in cases like this, well may the Leaf be opened." Watson, wondering what was meant, listened closely to the prince as he continued: "It is written that there are times when all may see. Surely this is such a time.
For Geos had come to the Jarados; he was an orator as well as a mystic, and he was advancing Chick's words with all the skill of a master of language, ascending effect climax the Jarados had come among them, and They had missed him! For a moment there was silence, then a rustle of general comment. Chick watched the Rhamdas, leaning over to whisper to each other. Could he stand up against them?
Hence the crowd below, my lord; yet they are nothing compared with the crowds that today are pressing their way from all D'Hartia and Kospia towards the Mahovisal." "All because of the Day?" "And to see YOU, my lord." "All believers in the Jarados?" "All truly; but they do not all believe in your lordship.
"Because" seeing no harm in telling this "as I remember them, a horse on the other side would make a thousand of this one. People ride them." The Rhamda nodded. "So it is told in the books of Jarados. We had such beasts, once, ourselves. We would have them still, but for the brutality and stupidity of our ancestors. It is the one great sin of the Thomahlia.
Chick saw, however that the positions of the red and green were just the obverse of what glowed in the distance; and then he heard the voice, strong and distinct, speaking with a slight metallic twang as from a microphone hidden in that little, blazing, coloured leaf: "Listen, ye who have ears to listen!" It was said in the Thomahlian tongue. The Geos breathed: "The voice of the Prophet Jarados!"
The Jarados sought to remove the handicap which the people had set upon themselves, and gave them, in the place of kindness which they had forgotten, how to use, a burning desire for a positive knowledge, where before had been only blind faith. Also, he taught good-fellowship, as a means to this end. He taught beauty, love, and laughter, the three great cleansers of humanity.
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