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We stood in a shadowed chamber. The light that filled it was translucent, and oddly enough with little of the bluish quality I had expected. Crystalline it was; the shadows crystalline, too, rigid — like the facets of great crystals. And as my eyes accustomed themselves I saw that what I had thought shadows actually were none.
They were slices of semitransparent stone like pale moonstones, springing from the curving walls and the high dome, and bisecting and intersecting the chamber. They were pierced with oval doorways over which fell glimmering metallic curtains — silk of silver and gold.
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Through a curtained oval sidled a figure.
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It threw itself at her feet, prostrate, the inordinately long arms outstretched.
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“The goddess speaks! Yuruk hears! The goddess speaks!” It was a chant of adoration.
“Yuruk. Rise. Look upon the strangers.”
The creature — and now I knew what it was — writhed, twisted, and hideously apelike crouched upon its haunches, hands knuckling the floor.
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“None of that!” He struck down the clutching arm.
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