rj.eyeoftheworld-第77章
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call。 And Mashadar would rush in to heal whatever harm I did； rush in and perhaps catch us in its net。 〃
Rand exchanged looks with Egwene； then asked her question again。 Moiraine sighed before answering。
〃I do not like it； but what must be done； must be done。 This thing will not be above ground everywhere。 Other streets will be clear。 See that star？〃 She twisted in her saddle to point to a red star low in the eastern sky。 〃Keep on toward that star； and it will bring you to the river。 Whatever happens； keep moving toward the river。 Go as quickly as you can； but above all make no noise。 There are still the Trollocs； remember。 And four Halfmen。〃
〃But how will we find you again？〃 Egwene protested。
〃I will find you；〃 Moiraine said。 〃Be assured； I can find you。 Now be off。 This thing is utterly mindless； but it can sense food。〃
Indeed； ropes of silver…gray had lifted from the larger body。 They drifted； wavering； like the tentacles of a hundredarms on the bottom of a Waterwood pond。
When Rand looked up from the thick trunk of opaque mist； the Warder and the Aes Sedai were gone。 He licked his lips and met his panions' eyes。 They were as nervous as he was。 And something worse： they all seemed to be waiting for someone else to move first。 Night and ruins surrounded them。 The Fades were out there； somewhere； and the Trollocs； maybe around the next corner。 The tentacles of fog drifted nearer； halfway to them now； and no longer wavering。 They had chosen their intended prey。 Suddenly he missed Moiraine very much。
Everyone was still staring； wondering which way to go。 He turned Cloud； and the gray broke into a half trot； tugging against the reins to go faster。 As if moving first had made him the leader； everyone followed。
With Moiraine gone； there was no one to protect them should Mordeth appear。 And the Trollocs。 And 。。。 Rand forced himself to stop thinking。 He would follow the red star。 He could hold onto that thought。
Three times they had to backtrack from a street blocked from side to side by a hill of stone and brick the horses could never have crossed。 Rand could hear the others breathing； short and sharp； just shy of panic。 He gritted his teeth to stop his own panting。 You have to at least make them think you're not afraid。 You're doing a good job； wool…head！ You'll get everybody out safely。
They rounded the next corner。 A wall of fog bathed the broken pavement with a light as bright as a full moon。 Streamers as thick as their horses broke off toward them。 Nobody waited。 Wheeling； they galloped away in a tight knot with no heed for the clatter of hooves they raised。
Two Trollocs stepped into the street before them； not ten spans away。
For an instant the humans and the Trollocs just stared at one another； each more surprised than the other。 Another pair of Trollocs appeared； and another； and another； colliding with the ones in front； folding into a shocked mass at the sight of the humans。 Only for an instant did they remain frozen； though。 Guttural howls echoed from the buildings； and the Trollocs bounded forward。 The humans scattered like quail。
Rand's gray reached full gallop in three strides。 〃This way！〃 he shouted； but he heard the same cry from five throats。 A hasty glance over his shoulder showed him his panions disappearing in as many directions； Trollocs pursuing them all。
Three Trollocs ran at his own heels； catchpoles waving in the air。 His skin crawled as he realized they were matching Cloud stride for stride。 He dropped low on Cloud's neck and urged the gray on； chased by thick cries。
The street narrowed ahead； broken…topped buildings leaning out drunkenly。 Slowly the empty windows filled with a silvery glow； a dense mist bulging outward。 Mashadar。
Rand risked a glance over his shoulder。 The Trollocs still ran less than fifty paces back； the light from the fog was enough to see them clearly。 A Fade rode behind them now； and they seemed to flee the Halfman as much as to pursue Rand。 Ahead of Rand； half a dozen gray tendrils wavered from the windows； a dozen； feeling the air。 Cloud tossed his head and screamed； but Rand dug his heels in brutally； and the horse lunged forward wildly。
The tendrils stiffened as Rand galloped between them； but he crouched low on Cloud's back and refused to look at them。 The way beyond was clear。 If one of them touches me 。。。 Light！ He booted Cloud harder； and the horse leaped forward into the wele shadows。 With Cloud still running； he looked back as soon as the glow of Mashadar began to lessen。
The waving gray tentacles of Mashadar blocked half the street； and the Trollocs were balking； but the Fade snatched a whip from its saddlebow； cracking it over the heads of the Trollocs with a sound like a lightning bolt； popping sparks in the air。 Crouching； the Trollocs lurched after Rand。 The Halfman hesitated； black cowl studying Mashadar's reaching arms； before it； too； spurred forward。
The thickening tentacles of fog swung uncertainly for a moment； then struck like vipers。 At least two latched to each Trolloc； bathing them in gray light； muzzled heads went back to scream； but fog rolled over open mouths； and in； eating the howls。 Four leg…thick tentacles whipped around the Fade； and the Halfman and its black horse twitched as if dancing； till the cowl fell back； baring that pale； eyeless face。 The Fade shrieked。
There was no sound from that cry； any more than from the Trollocs； but something came through； a piercing whine just beyond hearing； like all the hornets in the world； digging into Rand's ears with all the fear that could exist。 Cloud convulsed； as if he； too； heard； and ran harder than ever。 Rand hung on； panting； his throat as dry as sand。
After a time he realized he could no longer hear the silent shriek of the Fade dying； and suddenly the clatter of his gallop seemed as loud as shouts。 He reined Cloud hard； stopping beside a jagged wall； right where two streets met。 A nameless monument reared in the darkness before him。
Slumped in the saddle； he listened； but there was nothing to hear except the blood pounding in his ears。 Cold sweat beaded on his face； and he shivered as the wind flailed his cloak。
Finally he straightened。 Stars spangled the sky where the clouds did not hide them； but the red star low in the east was easy to mark。 Is anybody else alive to see it？ Were they free； or in the Trollocs' hands？ Egwene； Light blind me； why didn't you follow me？ If they were alive and free； they would be following that star。 If not 。。。 The ruins were vast； he could search for days without finding anyone； if he could keep away from the Trollocs。 And the Fades； and Mordeth； and Mashadar。 Reluctantly he decided to make for the river。
He gathered the reins。 On the crossing street； one stone fell against another with a sharp click。 He froze； not even breathing。 He was hidden in the shadows； one step from the corner。 Frantically he thought of backing up。 What was behind him？ What would make a noise and give him away？ He could not remember； and he was afraid to take his eyes from the corner of the building。
Darkness bulked at that corner； with the longer darkness of a shaft sticking out of it。 Catchpole！ Even as the thought flashed into Rand's head； he dug his heels into Cloud's ribs and his sword flew from the scabbard； a wordless shout acpanied his charge； and he swung the sword with all of his might。 Only a desperate effort stopped the blade short。 With a yelp Mat tumbled back； half falling off his horse and nearly dropping his bow。
Rand drew a deep breath and lowered his sword。 His arm shook。 〃Have you seen anybody else？〃 he managed。
Mat swallowed hard before pulling himself awkwardly back into his saddle。 〃I 。 。 。 I 。。。 Just Trollocs。〃 He put a hand to his throat； and licked his lips。 〃Just Trollocs。 You？〃
Rand shook his head。 〃They must be trying to reach the river。 We better do the same。〃 Mat nodded silently； still feeling his throat； and they started toward the red star。
Before they had covered a hundred spans the keening cry of a Trolloc horn rose behind them in the depths
