stood looking at each other, clothed once more in the flesh, and the pony no longer the steed of death, but our shaggy, patient little companion.
The light had changed; the high violet had gone from it, and it was shot with yellow gleamings like fugitive sunbeams. We were passing through a wide corridor that seemed to be unending. The yellow light grew stronger.
“That light wasn’t exactly the Roentgen variety,” Drake interrupted my absorption in our surroundings. “And I hope to God it’s as different as it seemed. If it’s not we may be up against a lot of trouble.”
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“X-ray burns,” he answered, “and no way to treat them in this place — if we live to want treatment,” he ended grimly.
“I don’t think we were subjected to their action long enough —” I began, and was silent.
The corridor had opened without warning into a place for whose immensity I have no images that are adequate. It was a chamber that was vaster than ten score of the Great Halls of Karnac Nikita Nesterov Jersey in one; great as that fabled Julius Nattinen Jersey hall in dread Amenti Bluzy Z Kapturem where Osiris sits throned between Nike Air Max 2014 Męskie the Searcher of Hearts and the Eater of Souls, Lacoste Mężczyźni judging the jostling hosts of the newly dead.
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All these had been dedicated to gods which, whether created by humanity as science believes, or creators of humanity as their worshippers believed, still held in them that essence we term human.
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No place? Yes, there was one — Stonehenge. Within that monolithic circle I had felt Canada Goose Chateau Parka a something akin to this, as inhuman; a brooding spirit stony, stark, unyielding — as though not Belstaff Glen Duff Racer men but a people of stone had raised the great Menhirs.
This was a sanctuary built by a people of metal!
It was filled with a soft yellow glow like pale sunshine. Up from its floor arose hundreds of tremendous, square pillars down whose polished sides the crocus light seemed to flow.
Far, far as the gaze could reach, the columns marched, oppressively ordered, appallingly mathematical. From their massiveness distilled a sense of power, mysterious, mechanical yet — living; something priestly, hierophantic — as though they were guardians of a shrine.
Now I saw whence came the light suffusing this place. High up among the pillars floated scores of orbs that shone like pale gilt frozen suns. Great and small, through all the upper levels these strange luminaries gleamed, fixed and motionless, hanging unsupported in space. Out from their shining spherical surfaces dalinks:
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