the metal monster-第31部分

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Within　these　grains　whose　existence　was　more　sensed　than　seen　glowed　dull　red　light；　smoky　and　sullen。　At　each　end　of　the　square；　close　to　the　bottom；　was　a　diamond…shaped　lozenge；　cabochon；　perhaps　a　yard　in　width。　These　were　dim　yellow；　translucent；　with　no　suggestion　of　the　underlying　crystallization。　Sense　organs　I　set　them　down　to　besimilar　to　the　great　ovals　within　the　Emperor's　golden　zone。


My　gaze　traveled　up　to　the　transverse　arms。　They　stretched　sixty　feet　from　tip　to　tip。　At　each　tip　were　two　more　of　the　diamond　figures；　not　dull　but　burning　angrily　with　orange…and…scarlet　luster。　In　the　center　of　the　beam　was　something　that　might　have　been　a　smoldering　rubrous　reflection　of　the　Emperor's　pulsing　multicolored　rose　had　each　of　the　petals　of　the　latter　been　clipped　and　squared。

It　deepened　toward　its　heart　into　a　singular　pattern　of　vermilion　latticings。　Into　the　entire　figure　ran　numerous　tiny　rivulets　of　angry　crimson　and　orange　light；　angling　in　interwoven　patterns　with　never　a　curve　nor　arching。

Set　at　intervals　between　them　were　what　looked　like　octagonal　rosettes　filled　with　slender　silvery　flutings；　wan　striationslikeit　came　to　meimmense　chrysanthemum　buds；　half　opened；　and　carved　in　gray　jade。

Above　towered　the　gigantic　vertical　beam。　Toward　its　top　I　glimpsed　a　huge　square　of　flaring　crimsons　and　bright　topaz；　two　other　diamonds　stared　down　upon　us　from　just　beneath　itlike　eyes。　And　over　all　its　height　the　striated　octagons　clustered。

I　felt　myself　lifted；　floated　upward。　Drake's　hand　shot　out；　clung　to　me　as　together　we　drifted　up　the　living　wall。　Opposite　the　latticed　heart　of　the　square…petaled　rose　our　flight　was　checked。　There　for　an　instant　we　hung。　Then　the　octagonal　symbols　stirred；　unfolded　like　buds

They　were　the　nests　of　the　Keeper's　tentacles；　and　out　from　them　the　whiplike　tendrils　uncoiled；　shot　out　and　writhed　toward　us。

My　skin　flinched　from　their　touch；　my　body；　held　in　the　unseen　grip；　was　motionless。　Yet　when　they　touched　their　contact　was　not　unpleasant。　They　were　like　flexible　strands　of　glass；　their　smooth　tips　questioned　us；　passing　through　our　hair；　searching　our　faces；　writhing　over　our　clothing。

There　was　a　pulse　in　the　great　clipped　rose；　a　rhythmic　throbbing　of　vermilion　fire　that　ran　into　it　from　the　angled　veins；　beat　through　the　latticed　nucleus　and　throbbed　back　whence　it　had　come。　The　huge；　high　square　of　scarlet　and　yellow　was　liquid　flame；　the　diamond　organs　beneath　it　seemed　to　smoke；　to　send　out　swirls　of　orange　red　vapor。

Holding　us　so　the　Keeper　studied　us。

The　rhythm　of　the　square　rose；　became　the　rhythm　of　my　own　mind。　But　here　was　none　of　the　vast；　serene　and　elemental　calm　that　Ruth　had　described　as　emanating　from　the　Metal　Emperor。　Powerful　it　was；　without　doubt；　but　in　it　were　undertones　of　rage；　of　impatience；　overtones　of　revolt；　something　incomplete　and　struggling。　Within　the　disharmonies　I　seemed　to　sense　a　fettered　force　striving　for　freedom；　energy　battling　against　itself。

Greater　grew　the　swarms　of　the　tentacles　winding　about　us　like　slender　strands　of　glass；　covering　our　faces；　making　breathing　more　and　more　difficult。　There　was　a　coil　of　them　around　my　throat　and　tighteningtightening。

I　heard　Drake　gasping；　laboring　for　breath。　I　could　not　turn　my　head　toward　him；　could　not　speak。　Was　this　then　to　be　our　end？

The　strangling　clutch　relaxed；　the　mass　of　the　tentacles　lessened。　I　was　conscious　of　a　surge　of　anger　through　the　cruciform　Thing　that　held　us。

Its　sullen　fires　blazed。　I　was　aware　of　another　light　beating　past　usbeating　down　the　Keeper's。　The　hosts　of　tendrils　drew　back　from　me。　I　felt　myself　picked　from　the　unseen　grasp；　whirled　in　the　air　and　drawn　away。

Drake　beside　me；　I　hung　now　before　the　Shining　Disk　the　Metal　Emperor！

He　it　was　who　had　plucked　us　from　the　Keeperand　even　as　I　swung　I　saw　the　Keeper's　multitudinous；　serpentine　arms　surge　out　toward　us　angrily　and　then　sullenly；　slowly；　draw　back　into　their　nests。

And　out　of　the　Disk；　clothing　me；　permeating　me；　came　an　immense　tranquillity；　a　muting　of　all　human　thought；　all　human　endeavor；　an　unthinkable；　cosmic　calm　into　which　all　that　was　human　of　me　seemed　to　be　sinking；　drowning　as　in　a　fathomless　abyss。　I　struggled　against　it；　desperately；　striving　in　study　of　the　Disk　to　erect　a　barrier　of　preoccupation　against　the　power　pouring　from　it。

A　dozen　feet　away　from　us　the　sapphire　ovals　centered　upon　us　their　regard。　They　were　limpid；　pellucid　as　gems　whose　giant　replicas　they　seemed　to　be。　The　surface　of　the　Disk　ringed　about　by　the　aureate　zodiac　in　which　the　nine　ovals　shone　was　a　maze　of　geometric　symbols　traced　in　the　lines　of　living　gem　fires；　infinitely　complex　those　patterns　and　infinitely　beautiful；　an　infinite　number　of　symmetric　forms　in　which　I　seemed　to　trace　all　the　ordered　crystalline　wonders　of　the　snowflakes；　the　groupings　of　all　crystalline　patternings；　the　soul　of　ordered　beauty　that　are　the　marvels　of　the　Radiolaria；　Nature's　own　miraculous　book　of　the　soul　of　mathematical　beauty。

The　flashing；　petaled　heart　was　woven　of　living　rainbows　of　cold　flame。

Silently　we　floated　there　while　the　DiskLOOKEDat　us。

And　as　though　I　had　been　not　an　actor　but　an　observer；　the　weird　picture　of　it　all　came　to　metwo　men　swinging　like　motes　in　mid　air；　on　one　side　the　flickering　scarlet　and　orange　Cruciform　shape；　on　the　other　side　the　radiant　Disk；　behind　the　two　manikins　the　pallid　mount　of　the　bristling　cones；　and　high　above　the　wan　circle　of　the　shields。

There　was　a　ringing　about　usan　elfin　chiming；　sweet　and　crystalline。　It　came　from　the　conesand　strangely　was　it　their　vocal　synthesis；　their　voice。　Into　the　vast　circle　of　sky　pierced　a　lance　of　green　fire；　swift　in　its　wake　uprose　others。

We　slid　gently　down；　stood　swaying　at　the　Disk's　base。　The　Keeper　bent；　angled。　Again　the　planes　above　the　supporting　square　hovered　over　the　tablet。　The　tendrils　swept　down；　pushed　here　and　there；　playing　upon　the　rods　some　unknown　symphony　of　power。

Thicker　pulsed　the　lances　of　the　aurora；　changed　to　vast　billowing　curtains。　The　faceted　wheel　at　the　top　of　the　central　spire　of　the　cones　swung　upward；　a　light　began　to　stream　from　the　cones　themselvesno　pillar　now；　but　a　vast　circle　that　shot　whirling　into　the　heavens　like　a　noose。

And　like　a　noose　it　caught　the　aurora；　snared　it！

Into　it　the　coruscating　mists　of　mysterious　flame　swirled；　lost　their　colors；　became　a　torrent　of　light　flying　down　through　the　ring　as　though　through　a　funnel　top。

Down　poured　the　radiant　corpuscles；　bathing　the　cones。　They　did　not　glow　as　they　had　beneath　the　flood　from　the　shields；　and　if　they　grew　it　was　too　slowly　for　me　to　see；　the　shields　were　motionless。　Now　here；　now　there；　I　saw　the　other　rings　whirl　upsmaller　mouths　of　lesser　cones　hidden　within　the　body　of　the　Metal　Monster；　I　knew；　sucking　down　this　magnetic　flux；　these　countless　ions　gushing　forth　from　the　sun。

Then　as　when　first　we　had　seen　the　phenomenon　in　the　valley　of　the　blue　poppies；　the　ring　vanished；　hidden　by　a　fog　of　coruscationsas　though　the　force　streaming　through　the　rings　became　diffused　after　it　had　been　caught。

Crouching；　forgetful　of　our　juxtaposition　to　these　two　unhuman；　anomalous　Things；　we　watched　the　play　of　the　tentacles　upon　the　upthrust　rods。

But　if　we　forgot；　we　were　not　forgotten！

The　Emperor　slipped　nearer；　seemed　to　contemplate　us　quizzically；　AMUSED；　as　a　man　would　look　down　upon　some　curious　and　interesting　insect；　a　puppy；　a　kitten。　I　sensed　this　amusement　in　the　Disk's　regard　even　as　I　had　sensed　its　soul　of　awful　tranquillity；　as　we　had　sensed　the　playful　malice　in　the　eye　stars　of　the　living　corridor；　the　curiosity　in　the　column　that　had　dropped　us　into　the　valley。

I　felt　a　pusha　push　that　was　filled　with　a　colossal；　GLITTERING　playfulness。

Under　it　I　went　spinning　away　for　yardsDrake　twirling　close　behind　me。　The　force；　whatever　it　was；　swept　out　from　the　Emperor；　but　in　it　was　no　slightest　hint　of　anger　or　of　malice；　no　slightest　shadow　of　the　sinister。

Rather　it　was　as　though　one　would　blow　away　a　feather；　urge　gently　some　little　lesser　thing　away。

The　Disk　watched　our　whirlingswith　a　sparkling；　jeweled　LAUGHTER　in　its　pulsing　radiance。

Again　came　the　pushfarther　yet　we　spun。　Suddenly　before　us；　across　the　pave；　shone　out　a　twinkling　trail　the　wakened　eyes　of　the　cubes　that　formed　it；　marking　out　a　pathway　for　us　to　follow。

Immediately　upon　their　gleaming　forth　I　saw　the　Emperor　turnhis　immense；　oval；　metallic　back　now　black　against　the　radiance　of　the　cones。

Up　from　the　narrow　gleaming　patha　path　opened　I　knew　by　some　commandlifted　the　hosts　of　tiny　unseen　hands；　the　sentient　currents　of　magnetic　force　that　were　the　fingers　and　arms　of　the　Metal　Hordes。　They　held　us；　thrust　us　along；　passed　us　forward。　Faster　and　faster　we　moved；　speeding　on　the　wake　of　the　long…vanished　metal　monks。

I　turned　my　headthe　cones　were　already　far　away。　Over　the　tablet　of　limpid　violet　phosphorescence　still　hovered　the　planes　of　the　Keeper；　and　still　was　the　oval　of　the　Emperor　black　against　the　radiance。

But　the　twinkling；　sparkling　path　between　us　and　them　was　gonewas　fading　out　close　behind　us　as　we　swept　onward。

Faster　and　faster　grew　our　pace。　The　cylindrical　wall　loomed　close。　A　high　oblong　portal　showed　within　it。　Into　this　we　were　carried。　Before　us　stretched　a　corridor　precisely　similar　to　that　which；　closing　upon　us；　had　forced　us　completely　out　into　the　hall。

Unlike　that　passage；　its　floor　lifted　steeplya　smooth　and　shining　slide　up　which　no　man　could　climb。　A　shaft；　indeed；　which　thrust　upward　straight　as　an　arrow　at　an　angle　of　at　least　thirty　degrees　and　whose　end　or　turning　we　could　not　see。　Up　and　up　it　cleared　its　way　through　the　Citythrough　the　Metal　Monsterclosed　only　by　the　inability　of　the　eye　to　pierce　the　faint　luminosity　that　thickened　by　distance　became　impenetrable。

For　an　instant　we　hovered　upon　its　threshold。　But　the　impulse；　the　command；　that　had　carried　us　thus　far　was　not　to　stop　here。　Into　it　and　up　it　we　were　thrust；　our　feet　barely　touching　the　glimmering　surface；　lifted　by　the　force　that　emanated　from　its　floor；　carried　on　by　the　force　that　pressed　out　from　the　sides。

Up　and　up　we　wentscores