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somebody's throat for a good hunk of rare beef."
"One-Eye is supposed to have woven a network of spells around here to make the
area proof against shadows. But I want you to take this amulet, too. Just in
case."
It is never wise to count on One-Eye one hundred percent. Sometimes he gets
sloppy. Sometimes he forgets. Sometimes he is too lazy.
Croaker said, "Bring the standard when you come back. Then I can give that
amulet to somebody else."
"Still want me to go past One-Eye's hole? I'm better now."
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"I'll handle it. Get some rest. If you've turned into the religious sort while
I wasn't looking, beg your gods to get us through the rest of the night."
Fortunately, there was not a lot of night left. The shadows would have to go
into hiding before long. The tables would turn. Soldiers would spend the
daylight hours hunting them.
During our conversation we had heard several remote screams. "Yeah." As I was
about to leave I observed, "Shouldn't most of the stupid ones, the ones who
didn't want to do the work or to inconvenience themselves, be dead by now?"
"I expect so. I imagine the shadows are learning from their successes, though.
And their failures."
Shaking, I went out into the night.
Clouds masked the stars. I could see nothing but the occasional flight of a
fireball and the glow atop Overlook's remaining lighted towers.
I listened for crows and owls and bats, for rats and mice. I heard none of
those. There was no noise anywhere that was not of human origin. Shadows found
nonhuman life nearly as tasty as human. And a whole lot less difficult about
being hunted.
A breeze had begun to blow. I sniffed the air, considered the overcast. Looked
like we were going to get some rain.
I descended into my own dugout. Inside I found Thai Dei huddled beside the
fire, pallid for a Nyueng Bao, obviously frightened. Weird. I had trouble
picturing him being scared of anything.
I told him, "We'll be fine here. This candle will keep out any shadows that
get through the spells One-Eye spread around outside." I did not mention the
standard. He did not need to know. I tossed him the amulet Croaker had given
me. "For insurance. You wear that, you can go anywhere safely."
"I'll go nowhere till the sun is high in the sky."
"I like your attitude. Shows good sense. I'm exhausted. I need to get some
rest before I collapse." I looked around.
"Where's your mother?"
Thai Dei shook his head. "I don't know. I wouldn't know where to start looking
if I could summon the courage to rid myself of the cold water that has
replaced my bones."
"She isn't out there with Uncle Doj, is she?" Concerned, tired, I spoke
without thinking.
Thai Dei was not so frightened and worried that he missed my slip. "Uncle
Doj?"
Why pretend? "Oh, I know he's prowling around out there. I saw him the other
night. Him and Mother Gota were prancing through the ruins of Kiaulune. Doing
who knows what the hell why. Or maybe hell knows what the who. What's he up
to? I'm sure he wasn't looking for plunder Mogaba's and the Prince's men
missed."
Thai Dei just looked at me. Maybe a hint of a smile tried to break through. It
did not last. "Will that candle last all night?"
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Evidently he could become mildly talkative if he was scared and worried.
"It'll last a lot of nights. I'm going to crap out. If it makes you more
comfortable, put on the amulet and sit next to the candle. Just don't move it.
It has to block the doorway."
Thai Dei grunted. He had the amulet on his wrist already and was back at full
worry.
I said, "We'll look for your mother first thing." Now that there was a chance
she was dead I was concerned. Result of a whole lot of boyhood teaching that
insisted that even the most hated member of your family was immeasurably
precious. And there was some truth to that. Who will watch your back if not
family?
It is the same here in the Company. The most loathsome, most despicable of my
brothers has to be of more value to me than any outsider. On one level we are
a big, ugly family.
There are, of course, rare exceptions, bullies and assholes so bad they have
just got to be fragged. That has not happened in a long time.
I would look for my mother-in-law even though I had wished her away at least a
hundred thousand times.
I was not yet all the way horizontal when sleep overcame me.
Chapter 69
I dreamt. Of course. Awake or asleep I spent most of my life in dreamlands.
I was in the place of bones. Some great force troubled the plain. The bones
themselves drifted on tides and currents. Scattered skeletons pulled
themselves together, rose up and wandered aimlessly for seconds or minutes
before falling apart again. Skulls turned to stare wherever I floated. Crows
cawed drunkenly from perches in the few enwintered trees, afraid to fly
because their equilibrium was all off and every straight flight nevertheless
warped groundward where the stricken bird flopped and struggled amongst the
bones like a moth caught in a spider's web. Dark clouds scurried across what
had always been iron-grey skies. The wind was icy. Gusts made the bones
rattle.
The smell of Kina was strong but I did not see her.
There was something behind me, though. I just could not turn fast enough to
find out what.
Turning did inform me that I had some control, which I exercised immediately
by wishing myself out of that place. Naturally, the move failed to be an
improvement.
I went to the caverns of ice and old men. Those ancients made no sound but
they were bickering. Something was in the wind. The smell of Kina was strong
there, too, but she was nowhere to be seen.
Some of those old boys had their eyes open. They watched me as I passed.
Again I had the feeling that there was something behind me but saw nothing
when I looked back.
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I did have control. I followed the tunnel, eventually reached the place where
the Books of the Dead rested upon their lecterns. The first, which the
Daughter of Night had been transcribing, was now open to a page near the
beginning.
The stink of Kina was particularly strong there.
I had no business in that place. There was nothing I wanted there.
Except out.
I tried to recall how I had gotten away last time. By just wanting to do it
badly enough, I guess.
Darkness came.
It reminded me of something Narayan Singh said one time:
"Darkness always comes."
It seemed I was in the darkness a long time. Fear began to build. I reflected
on just how right Narayan had to be.
Though it might wear a thousand different names in a thousand different times,
and might come from a thousand different directions, darkness always comes.
When the light came back I found myself way up high above everything again. So
high up, I was above the clouds that had been moving in as I headed for bed,
leaving me at the mercy of those unfamiliar stars.
I picked out the ghoulish dagger constellation in the north, took a guess at
the direction I had followed before, put on all the speed I could and dived
into the clouds. In moments I was down where treetops whisked right under
where my love handles would have hung had I had any belly at all. I thought I
could learn to enjoy this if I could just get rid of the feeling that
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somebody's throat for a good hunk of rare beef."
"One-Eye is supposed to have woven a network of spells around here to make the
area proof against shadows. But I want you to take this amulet, too. Just in
case."
It is never wise to count on One-Eye one hundred percent. Sometimes he gets
sloppy. Sometimes he forgets. Sometimes he is too lazy.
Croaker said, "Bring the standard when you come back. Then I can give that
amulet to somebody else."
"Still want me to go past One-Eye's hole? I'm better now."
Page 196
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"I'll handle it. Get some rest. If you've turned into the religious sort while
I wasn't looking, beg your gods to get us through the rest of the night."
Fortunately, there was not a lot of night left. The shadows would have to go
into hiding before long. The tables would turn. Soldiers would spend the
daylight hours hunting them.
During our conversation we had heard several remote screams. "Yeah." As I was
about to leave I observed, "Shouldn't most of the stupid ones, the ones who
didn't want to do the work or to inconvenience themselves, be dead by now?"
"I expect so. I imagine the shadows are learning from their successes, though.
And their failures."
Shaking, I went out into the night.
Clouds masked the stars. I could see nothing but the occasional flight of a
fireball and the glow atop Overlook's remaining lighted towers.
I listened for crows and owls and bats, for rats and mice. I heard none of
those. There was no noise anywhere that was not of human origin. Shadows found
nonhuman life nearly as tasty as human. And a whole lot less difficult about
being hunted.
A breeze had begun to blow. I sniffed the air, considered the overcast. Looked
like we were going to get some rain.
I descended into my own dugout. Inside I found Thai Dei huddled beside the
fire, pallid for a Nyueng Bao, obviously frightened. Weird. I had trouble
picturing him being scared of anything.
I told him, "We'll be fine here. This candle will keep out any shadows that
get through the spells One-Eye spread around outside." I did not mention the
standard. He did not need to know. I tossed him the amulet Croaker had given
me. "For insurance. You wear that, you can go anywhere safely."
"I'll go nowhere till the sun is high in the sky."
"I like your attitude. Shows good sense. I'm exhausted. I need to get some
rest before I collapse." I looked around.
"Where's your mother?"
Thai Dei shook his head. "I don't know. I wouldn't know where to start looking
if I could summon the courage to rid myself of the cold water that has
replaced my bones."
"She isn't out there with Uncle Doj, is she?" Concerned, tired, I spoke
without thinking.
Thai Dei was not so frightened and worried that he missed my slip. "Uncle
Doj?"
Why pretend? "Oh, I know he's prowling around out there. I saw him the other
night. Him and Mother Gota were prancing through the ruins of Kiaulune. Doing
who knows what the hell why. Or maybe hell knows what the who. What's he up
to? I'm sure he wasn't looking for plunder Mogaba's and the Prince's men
missed."
Thai Dei just looked at me. Maybe a hint of a smile tried to break through. It
did not last. "Will that candle last all night?"
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Evidently he could become mildly talkative if he was scared and worried.
"It'll last a lot of nights. I'm going to crap out. If it makes you more
comfortable, put on the amulet and sit next to the candle. Just don't move it.
It has to block the doorway."
Thai Dei grunted. He had the amulet on his wrist already and was back at full
worry.
I said, "We'll look for your mother first thing." Now that there was a chance
she was dead I was concerned. Result of a whole lot of boyhood teaching that
insisted that even the most hated member of your family was immeasurably
precious. And there was some truth to that. Who will watch your back if not
family?
It is the same here in the Company. The most loathsome, most despicable of my
brothers has to be of more value to me than any outsider. On one level we are
a big, ugly family.
There are, of course, rare exceptions, bullies and assholes so bad they have
just got to be fragged. That has not happened in a long time.
I would look for my mother-in-law even though I had wished her away at least a
hundred thousand times.
I was not yet all the way horizontal when sleep overcame me.
Chapter 69
I dreamt. Of course. Awake or asleep I spent most of my life in dreamlands.
I was in the place of bones. Some great force troubled the plain. The bones
themselves drifted on tides and currents. Scattered skeletons pulled
themselves together, rose up and wandered aimlessly for seconds or minutes
before falling apart again. Skulls turned to stare wherever I floated. Crows
cawed drunkenly from perches in the few enwintered trees, afraid to fly
because their equilibrium was all off and every straight flight nevertheless
warped groundward where the stricken bird flopped and struggled amongst the
bones like a moth caught in a spider's web. Dark clouds scurried across what
had always been iron-grey skies. The wind was icy. Gusts made the bones
rattle.
The smell of Kina was strong but I did not see her.
There was something behind me, though. I just could not turn fast enough to
find out what.
Turning did inform me that I had some control, which I exercised immediately
by wishing myself out of that place. Naturally, the move failed to be an
improvement.
I went to the caverns of ice and old men. Those ancients made no sound but
they were bickering. Something was in the wind. The smell of Kina was strong
there, too, but she was nowhere to be seen.
Some of those old boys had their eyes open. They watched me as I passed.
Again I had the feeling that there was something behind me but saw nothing
when I looked back.
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I did have control. I followed the tunnel, eventually reached the place where
the Books of the Dead rested upon their lecterns. The first, which the
Daughter of Night had been transcribing, was now open to a page near the
beginning.
The stink of Kina was particularly strong there.
I had no business in that place. There was nothing I wanted there.
Except out.
I tried to recall how I had gotten away last time. By just wanting to do it
badly enough, I guess.
Darkness came.
It reminded me of something Narayan Singh said one time:
"Darkness always comes."
It seemed I was in the darkness a long time. Fear began to build. I reflected
on just how right Narayan had to be.
Though it might wear a thousand different names in a thousand different times,
and might come from a thousand different directions, darkness always comes.
When the light came back I found myself way up high above everything again. So
high up, I was above the clouds that had been moving in as I headed for bed,
leaving me at the mercy of those unfamiliar stars.
I picked out the ghoulish dagger constellation in the north, took a guess at
the direction I had followed before, put on all the speed I could and dived
into the clouds. In moments I was down where treetops whisked right under
where my love handles would have hung had I had any belly at all. I thought I
could learn to enjoy this if I could just get rid of the feeling that
something was close behind me and gaining. [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]