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Updated: June 27, 2025
There were no colours every detail of the landscape was black, white, or grey. The scene appeared so still, so solemn and religious, that all his feelings quieted down to absolute tranquillity. Leehallfae fell back suddenly. Maskull dropped on his knees, and helplessly watched the last flickerings of aer spirit, going out like a candle in foul air. Death came.... He closed the eyes.
"Leehallfae, I fail to see what you personally have to hope for, since you are nothing more than a discarded, dying thought." "Have you never loved a woman?" asked the phaen, regarding him fixedly. "Perhaps I have." "When you loved, did you have no high moments?" "That's asking the same question in other words." "In those moments you were approaching Faceny.
"Everything is now in your hands, and I have no suggestions to make. Now it's your luck that must help us." Maskull continued gazing up a little while longer. "We had better wait till the afternoon, Leehallfae. I'll probably have to climb to the top, but it's too hot at present and besides, I'm tired. I'll snatch a few hours' sleep. After that, we'll see."
I read in your mind that you have just come through some wonderful adventures. You seem to possess extraordinary luck. If it lasts long enough, perhaps I can make use of it." "Do you think that my luck exists for your benefit?... But never mind that now. It is your sex that interests me. How do you satisfy your desires?" Leehallfae pointed to the concealed organ on aer brow.
This passion stamped her features at that moment with a wild, stern, spiritual beauty, far transcending any beauty of woman or man. But the expression vanished suddenly, and then the abrupt contrast showed Maskull the real Leehallfae. Aer sensuality was solitary, but vulgar it was like the heroism of a lonely nature, pursuing animal aims with untiring persistence.
Maskull looked around, but saw no third person. "Whose statue was the last?" he demanded. "Did you hear me speaking?" "I heard your voice, but no one else's." "I've just had my death foretold, so I suppose I have not long to live. Leehallfae prophesied the same thing." Corpang shook his head. "What value do you set on life?" he asked. "Very little. But it's a fearful thing all the same."
I have scoured the valleys and the hills. I have been to the very gates of Lichstorm. I am old, so that your aged men would appear newborn infants beside me, but I am as far from Threal as when I was a green youth, dwelling among a throng of fellow phaens." "Then, if my luck is good, yours is very bad.... But when you have found Faceny, what do you gain?" Leehallfae looked at him in silence.
I absorbed him." "You can't be telling me this out of vanity." "It was a fearful crime. What will come of it?" Leehallfae gave a curious, wrinkled smile. "In Matterplay he will stir inside you, for he smells the air. Already you have his eyes.... I knew him.... Take care of yourself, or something more startling may happen. Keep out of the water."
"But if life comes from Faceny, how can it die at all?" "Life is the thoughts of Faceny, and once these thoughts have left his brain they are nothing mere dying embers." "This is a cheerless philosophy," said Maskull. "But who is Faceny himself, then, and why does he think at all?" Leehallfae gave another wrinkled smile. "That I'll explain too. Faceny is of this nature.
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