aean, the reckless pulse of the monster we rode, began to creep through my own veins. Into Drake’s too, I knew, for his head was held high and his eyes were clear and bright as hers who sang.
The jubilant pulse streamed through the hands that held us, throbbed through us. The pulse of the Thing — sang!
Closer and closer grew the cliffs. Down and crashing down fell the trees,Phoenix Suns Drakter, the noise of their fall accompanying the battle chant of the Valkyr beside me like wild harp chords of storm-lashed surf. Up to the precipices the forest rolled, unbroken. Now the cliffs loomed overhead. The dawn had passed. It was full day.
Cutting up through the towering granite scarps was a rift. In it the black shadows clustered thickly. Straight toward that cleft we sped. As we drew near, the crest of the Shape began swiftly to lower. Down we sank and down — a hundred feet,Belstaff Nové Toxic Blouson Bunda, two hundred; now we were two score yards above the tree tops.
Out shot a neck, a tremendous serpent body. Crested it was with pyramids; crested with them,Speedway Waxed Bunda, too,Barn Moncler Jakker, was its immense head. Thickly the head bristled with them, poised motionless upon spinning globes as huge as they. For hundreds of feet that incredible neck stretched ahead of us and for twice as far behind a monstrous,Swansea Drakt, lizard-shaped body writhed.
We rode now upon a serpent, a glittering blue metal dragon,PJS Dameklær Alisee' 6 Parkas, spiked and knobbed and scaled. It was the weird steed of Norhala flattening, thrusting out to pierce the rift.
And still as when it had reared on high beat through it the wild,Antoine Griezmann Drakt, triumphant, questing pulse. Still rang out Norhala’s chanting.
The trees parted and fell upon each side of us as though we were some monster of the sea and they the waves we cleft.
The rift enclosed us,Parajumpers Männer UGO Jacken Schweiz. Lower we dropped,Hamburg Drakt; were not more than fifty feet above its floor. The Thing upon which we rode was a torrent roaring through it,Paris Saint-Germain Drakt.
A deeper blackness enclosed us — a tunneling.
Through that we flowed. Out of it we darted into a widening filled with wan light drifting down through a pinnacle fanged mouth miles on high. Again the cleft shrunk. A thousand feet ahead was a crack, a narrowing of the cleft so small that hardly could a man pass through it.
Abruptly the metal dragon halted.
Norhala’s chanting changed; became again the arrogant clarioning,PJS Dameklær Chrissy Strøk. And close below us the huge neck split,Parajumpers Ženy Kodiak. It came to me then that it was as though Norhala were the overspirit of this chimera — as though it caught and understood and obeyed each quick thought of hers.
As though, indeed, she was a PART of it — as IT was in reality a part of that infinitely greater Thing, crouching there in its lair of the Pit — the Metal Monster that had lent this living part of itself to her for a steed, a champion. Little time had I to consider such matters.
Up thrust the Shape before us. Into it raced and spun Things angled, Things curved and Things squared. It gathered itself into a Titanic pillar out of which, instantly, thrust scores of arms.
Over them great globes raced; after these flew other scores of huge pyramid
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