w mount, it stood within a valley but little larger than the Pit. The plain was level, as though once it had been the floor of some primeval lake; the hill of the City was its only elevation.
Beyond, I caught the glinting of a narrow stream,CG Menn Macmillan Parka, meandering. The valley was ringed with precipitous cliffs falling sheer to its floor.
Slowly we advanced,Moncler Ilay.
The city was almost square, guarded by double walls of hewn stone. The first raised itself a hundred feet on high,Menn Moncler Bulgarie, turreted and parapeted and pierced with gates. Perhaps a quarter of a mile behind it the second fortification thrust up.
The city itself I estimated covered about ten square miles. It ran upward in broad terraces. It was very fair, decked with blossoming gardens and green groves. Among the clustering granite houses,Dame Moncler Gerboiseg, red and yellow roofed, thrust skyward tall spires and towers. Upon the mount’s top was a broad, flat plaza on which were great buildings, marble white and golden roofed; temples I thought, or palaces, or both.
Running to the city out of the grain fields and steads that surrounded it,Air Jordan Retro 3 Męskie, were scores of little figures, rat-like. Here and there among them I glimpsed horsemen, arms and armor glittering. All were racing to the gates and the shelter of the battlements.
Nearer we drew. From the walls came now a faint sound of gongs,Sverige Drakt Barn, of drums, of shrill, flutelike pipings. Upon them I could see hosts gathering; hosts of swarming little figures whose bodies glistened,Swansea Drakt, from above whom came gleamings — the light striking upon their helms, their spear and javelin tips.
“Ruszark!” breathed Norhala, eyes wide, red lips cruelly smiling. “Lo — I am before your gates. Lo — I am here — and was there ever joy like this!”
The constellations in her eyes blazed. Beautiful, beautiful was Norhala — as Isis punishing Typhon for the murder of Osiris; as avenging Diana; shining from her something of the spirit of all wrathful Goddesses.
The flaming hair whirled and snapped. From all her sweet body came white-hot furious force,Dame Moncler Belloy, a withering perfume of destruction. She pressed against me, and I trembled at the contact.
Lawless, wild imaginings ran through me. Life, human life,Ultimate Tall Czyścibut 5340, dwindled. The City seemed but a thing of toys.
On — let us crush it! On — on,Moncler Barn Jakke!
Again the monster shook beneath us. Faster we moved,Saudi Arabia Drakt. Louder grew the clangor of the drums, the gongs, the pipes. Nearer came the walls; and ever more crowded with the swarming human ants that manned them.
We were close upon the heels of the last fleeing stragglers. The Thing slackened in its stride; waited patiently until they were close to the gates. Before they could reach them I heard the brazen clanging of their valves. Those shut out beat frenziedly upon them; dragged themselves close to the base of the battlements, cowered there or crept along them seeking some hole in which to hide.
With a slow lowering of its height the Thing advanced. Now its form was that of a spindle a full mile in length on whose bulging center we three stood,Jeju United Drakt.
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