annr.pandora-第41章
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ted and sewn in the fixed Egyptian style。 Their black hair was long； plaited； real。 The paint on their faces was fresh； the dark eyelining and mascara； the reddened lips。
She wore no crown of the horns and sun disk Her collar of gold and jewels was superb； shimmering and alive in my eyes。
〃I must get the crown； restore the crown！〃 I said aloud； hearing this voice e from me as if it had been born elsewhere to instruct me。 My eyes dosed。
The black thing knelt before the Queen。
I couldn't see dearly。 I felt Marius's arms； and then a gush of hot blood e into my mouth。 〃No； Marius； protect her！〃 I tried to speak。 My words were washed away in this infusion of blood。 〃Protect the Mother！〃 Again it came filling my mouth so that I had to swallow。 Immediately I felt the strength； the power of this blood； infinitely stronger than the pull of Akbar。 The blood rushed like so many rivers to the sea； through my body。 It would not be stopped。 Another gush followed； as if a giant storm had driven the river even faster into its delta； its broken and random streams seeking every morsel of flesh。
A wide and wondrous world opened and would have weled me； sunlight in the deep forest； but I wouldn't see it。 I broke free。 〃The Queen； save her from him！〃 I whispered。 Did the blood drip from my lips？ No； it was gone inside me。
Marius wouldn't listen to me。 Again a bloody wound was pressed to my mouth； and the blood was driven ever faster。 I felt the air fill my lungs。 I could feel the length of my own body； sturdy； standing on its own。 The blood brightened inside me like light； as though it had enflamed my heart。 I opened my eyes。 I was a pillar。 I saw Marius's face； his golden eyelashes； his deep blue eyes。 His long hair parted in the middle fell to his shoulders。 He was ageless； a god。
〃Protect her！〃 I cried。 I turned and pointed。
A veil was lifted that had all my life hung between me and all things； now in their true color and shape； they gave forth their deliberate purpose： the Queen stared forward； immobile as the King。 Life could not have imitated such serenity； such utter paralysis。 I heard water dropping from the flowers。 Tiny drops striking the marble floor； the fall of a single leaf。 I turned and saw it； curled and rocking on the stones； this tiny leaf。 I heard the breeze move under the golden canopied ceiling。 And the lamps had tongues of flame to sing。
The world was a woven song； a tapestry of song。 The multicolored Mosiacs gleamed； then lost all form； then even pattern。 The walls dissolved into clouds of colored mist which weled us； through which we could roam forever。
And there she sat； The Queen of Heaven； reigning over all in supreme and unperturbed stillness。
All the yearning of my childish heart was fulfilled。 〃She lives； she is real； she reigns over Earth and Heaven。〃
The King and the Queen。 They didn't stir。 Their eyes beheld nothing。 They did not look at us。 They did not look at the burnt thing as he drew doser and doser to their throne。
The arms of the Royal Pair were covered in many inscribed and intricate bracelets。 Their hands rested on their thighs。 It was the manner of many an Egyptian statue。 But there never has been a statue to equal either of them。
〃The crown； she would have her crown；〃 I said。 With astonishing vigor I walked forward towards her。
Marius took my hand。 Keenly； he watched the progress of the burnt one。
〃She was before all such crowns；〃 Marius said； 〃they do not mean anything to her。〃
The thought itself burst with the sweetness of a grape on my tongue。 Of course she was there before。 In my dreams； she had had no crown。 She was safe。 Marius kept her safe。
〃My Queen；〃 said Marius from behind me。 〃You have a supplicant。 It is Akbar from the East。 He would drink the royal blood。 What is your will； Mother？〃
His voice was so tranquil！ He had no fears。
〃Mother Isis； let me drink！〃 cried this burnt creature。 He stood up； threw up his arms and created another dancing vision of his former self。 He wore human skulls hanging from his belt。 He wore a necklace of blackened human fingers！ Another of blackened human ears！ It was grisly and revolting； yet he seemed to think it seductive and overpowering。 At once the image left him。 The god from the faraway land was on his knees。
〃I am your servant and always was！ I slew only the evildoer； as you manded。 I never abandoned your true worship。〃
How fragile and insignificant seemed this pleading one； so revolting； so easy to clear away now from her presence。 I looked at the King Osiris； as remote and indifferent as the Queen。
〃Marius；〃 I said； 〃the corn for Osiris； doesn't he want the corn？ He's the god of the corn。〃 I was filled with visions of our processions in Rome； of people singing and bearing the offerings。
〃No； he doesn't want the corn；〃 said Marius。 He laid his hand on my shoulder。
〃They are true； they are real。〃 I cried out。 〃It is all real。 Everything is changed。 Everything is redeemed。〃
The burnt thing turned and glared at me。 But I was quite beyond all reason。 He turned back to the Queen and reached out for her foot。
How her toenails flashed in the light with the golden flesh beneath them。 But she was stone…still； as was the crownless King； without seeming judgment or power。
The creature suddenly sprang up and tried to seize the Queen by the neck！
I screamed。
〃Shameless； despicable。〃
Swiftly the frozen right arm of the Queen rose； her hand surrounding the burnt thing's skull and crushing it； the blood gushing down her as the monster gave his last fractured cry for mercy。 She caught his body as it dropped over her waist。 She hurled it in the air； and all its limbs broke loose from it； crashing to the floor like so much timber。
A gusting wind caught each remnant and gathered them all in one as a lamp fell from its three…legged stand to spill its burning oil on the remains。
〃The heart； look；〃 I said。 〃I can see its heart。 The heartbeats。〃
But the fire quickly consumed the heart； consumed the flexing fingers and the writhing toes。 There was a great stirring； a dance in the fire of bones； bones whirling in the flames； and then the bones blackened； thinned； snapped to pieces； became fragments； all of this thing was reduced at last to smoking cinders； crisping and skittering on the floor。
Then came the breeze again； full of the breath of the garden； lifting these cinders and carrying them away； like so many fragile tiny black insects； into the shadows of the antechamber。
I was spellbound。
The Queen was as before； her hand in its old place。 She and the King stared at nothing； as if nothing had taken place。 Only the wretched stain on her gown bore witness。
Their eyes took no heed of Marius or of me。
Then there was only quiet in the chapel。 Only sweet perfumed quiet。 Golden light。 I breathed deeply。 I could hear the oil in the lamps turned to flame。 The Mosiacs were peopled with finely made worshipers。 I could see the slow minute beginnings of decay of the various flowers； and it seemed but another strain of the same song that expressed their growth； their browning edges but another color in no contradiction to their brilliant colors。
〃Forgive me； Akasha；〃 Marius said softly； 〃that I let him e so dose； I was not wise。〃
I cried。 Great gushing tears came from me。
〃You summoned me；〃 I said to the Queen through my tears。 〃You called me here！ I will do all you want of me。〃
Slowly her right arm rose； it rose from her thigh and extended itself and her hand very gently curved in the beckoning gesture of the dream； but there was no smile； no change in her frozen face。
I felt something invisible and irresistible wrap itself around me。 It came from her outstretching weling arm。 It was sweet and soft and caressing。 It made a flush of pleasure through all my limbs and my face。
I moved forward； wound up in its will。
〃I beg you； Akasha。〃 Marius said softly。 〃I beg you under the name of Inanna； under the name of Isis； under the name of all goddesses； don't hurt her！〃
Marius simply didn't understand！ Marius had never known her worship！ I knew。 I knew that her blood drinker children had meant to be judges of the evildoer； and drink only from the condemned； according
