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And like a trunk it nuzzled us, caught us up, swept us to the crest. An instant I tottered dizzily; was held; stood beside Norhala upon a little, level twinkling eyed platform; upon her other side swayed Drake. Now through the monster I felt a throbbing, an eager and impatient pulse. I turned my head.
If answers there were, they were lost forever in the slag we trod. It was afternoon of the second day that we found a rift in the blasted wall of the valley. We decided to try it. We had not dared to take the road by which Norhala had led us into the City. The giant slide was broken and climbable.
"Cherkis!" She had caught the word. "Yes Cherkis! And now he and all his men and all his women and every living thing he rules shall pay. And fear not you two. For I, Norhala, will bring back my own. "Woe, woe to you, Cherkis, and to all of yours! For I, Norhala, am awake, and I, Norhala, remember. Woe to you, Cherkis, woe for now all ends for you!
Norhala was gone was shut within it. Crushed to the pent fires of its crystal heart. I heard a sobbing, agonized choking knew it was I who sobbed. Against me I felt Ruth's body strike, bend in convulsive arc, drop inert. The slender steeple of the cones drooped sending its faceted coronet shattering to the floor. The Mount melted.
"Who are you three, you three who come driving down upon Ruszark through the rocks? We have no quarrel with you?" "I seek a man and a maid," cried Norhala. "A maid and a sick man your thieves took from me. Bring him forth!" "Seek elsewhere for them then," he answered. "They are not here. Turn now and seek elsewhere. Go quickly, lest I loose our might upon you and you go never."
Upon that threshold the mists foamed like breaking billows, then ceased abruptly to be. Keeping exactly the distance I had noted when our gaze had risen above the fog, glided the block that bore Ruth and Norhala. In the strange light of the place into which we had emerged and whether that place was canyon, corridor, or tunnel I could not then determine it stood out sharply.
A moment she considered; then turned to the six waiting cubes. Again as at a command four of the things moved, swirled in toward each other with a weird precision, with a monstrous martial mimicry; joined; stood before us, a platform twelve feet square, six high. "Mount," sighed Norhala. Ventnor looked helplessly at the sheer front facing him. "Mount."
I, Norhala, and my servants shall stamp them into the rock of their valley so that none shall know that they have been! And would that I could meet their gods with all their powers that I might break them, too, and stamp them into the rock under the feet of my servants!" She threw out white arms. Why had Yuruk lied to me? I wondered as I watched her. The Disk had not slain her mother. Of course!
The sapphire spark had grown to a glimmering azure marble. Steadily we gained upon the pyramid. Never for an instant ceased that scourging hail of notes from Norhala never for an instant lessened the drumming clamor that seemed to try to smother them. The sapphire marble became a sapphire ball, a great globe.
Into the valley from the right ran a black spur of rock, half a mile from us, fifty feet high. Upon its crest stood Norhala! Her arms were lifted to the sparkling sky; her braids were loosened and as the fires of the aurora rose and fell, raced and were still, the silken cloud of her tresses swirled and eddied with them.
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