ned into that splendor of jewel fires before which had floated Norhala and Ruth.
I saw again the luminous ovals of sapphire, studding its golden zone, the mystic rose of pulsing,São Paulo FC Drakt, petal flame, the still core of incandescent ruby that was the heart of that rose.
Strangely I felt my own heart veer toward this — Thing; bowing before its beauty and its strength,Kyrie Irving Drakter; almost worshiping!
A shock of revulsion went through me. I shot a quick, half frightened glance at Drake. He was crouching dangerously close to the lip of the ledge,International Trials Polarquilt Bunda, hands clasped and knuckles white with the intensity of his grip, eyes rapt,Feyenoord Drakt, staring — upon the verge of worship even as I had been.
“Drake!” I thrust my elbow into his side brutally. “None of that! Remember you’re human! Guard yourself, man — guard yourself!”
“What?” he muttered; then, abruptly: “How did you know?”
“I felt it myself,” I answered: “For God’s sake, Dick — hold fast to yourself! Remember Ruth!”
He shook his head violently — as though to be rid of some clinging, cloying thing.
“I’ll not forget again,” he said.
He huddled down once more close to the edge of the shelf; peering over. No one of the Metal People had moved; the silence, the stillness, was unbroken.
Now the flanking pyramids shot forth into twin stars, blazing with violet luminescences. And one by one after them the ten lesser spheres expanded into flaming orbs; beautiful they were, but far less glorious than that Disk of whom they were the counselors? — ministers? — what?
Still there was no movement among all the arrased, girdered,Wasp, pillared hosts.
There came a little wailing; far away it was and far. Nearer it drew. Was that a tremor that passed through the crowded crater,Menn Moncler Branson? A quick pulse of — eagerness,Moncler Reynold?
“Hungry!” whispered Drake,Menn Moncler Cezanne. “They’re HUNGRY!”
Closer was the wailing,Charms Tall Czyścibut 3042; again that faint tremor quivered over the place,Muži Barbour Waxed Bunda. And now I caught it — a quick and avid pulsing.
“Hungry,” whispered Drake again. “Like a lot of lions with the keeper coming along with meat.”
The wailing was below us. I felt, not a quiver this time, but an unmistakable shock pass through the Horde. It throbbed — and passed.
Into the field of our vision, up to the flaming Disk rushed an immense cube.
Thrice the height of a tall man — as I think I have noted before — when it unfolded its radiance was that shape of mingled beauty and power I call the Metal Emperor.
Yet this Thing eclipsed it. Black, uncompromising,Portugal Drakt Barn, in some indefinable way BRUTAL, its square bulk blotted out the Disk’s effulgence; shrouded it. And a shadow seemed to fall upon the crater. The violet fires of the flanking stars pulsed out — watchfully, threateningly.
For only an instant the darkening block loomed against the Disk,Paris Saint Germain PSG Drakt; blackened it.
There came another meteor burst of light. Where the cube had been was now a tremendous, fiery cross — a cross inverted.
Its upper arm arose to twice the length either of its horizontals or the square that was its fo
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