gc.thewhiterose-第10章
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〃Never； Croaker。 Never。 Who else has spent the night with her？ Who else goes carpet…flying with her？〃
I would rather forget。 Those were times of terror； not romance。
She became aware of my annalistic endeavors and asked me to show her side。 More or less。 She did not censor or dictate； but did insist I remain factual and impartial。 I recall thinking she expected defeat； wanted an unbiased history set down somewhere。
Goblin glanced at the mound of documents。 〃You can't get any handle on it？〃
〃I don't think there is a handle。 Everything I do translate turns out a big nothing。 Somebody's expense record。 An appointment calendar。 A promotions list。 A letter from some officer to a friend at court。 Everything way older than what I'm looking for。〃
Goblin raised an eyebrow。
〃I'll keep on trying。〃 There was something there。 We took them from Whisper； when she was a Rebel。 They meant a lot to her。 And our mentor then； Soulcatcher； thought them of empire…toppling significance。
Thoughtfully； Goblin remarked； 〃Sometimes the whole is greater than the sum of its parts。 Maybe you should look for what ties it all together。〃
The thought had occurred to me。 A name here； there； elsewhere； revealing the wake of someone through his or her earlier days。 Maybe I would find it。 The et would not return for a long time。
But I had my doubts。
Darling is a young thing yet； just into her middle twenties。 But the bloom of youth has abandoned her。 Hard years have piled on hard years。 There is little feminine about her。 She had no chance to develop in that direction。 Even after two years on the Plain none of us think of her as woman。
She is tall； maybe two inches under six feet。 Her eyes are a washed…out blue that often seems vacant； but they bee swords of ice when she is thwarted。 Her hair is blonde； as from much exposure to the sun。 Without continuous attention it hangs in straggles and strings。 Not vain； she keeps it shorter than is stylish。 In dress； too； she leans toward the utilitarian。 Some first…time visitors are offended because she dresses so masculine。 But she leaves them with no doubts that she can handle business。
Her role came to her unwanted； but she has made peace with it； has assumed it with stubborn determination。 She shows a wisdom remarkable for her age； and for one handicapped as she is。 Raven taught her well during those few years he was her guardian。
She was pacing when I arrived。 The conference room is earth…sided； smokey； crowded even when empty。 It smells of long occupation by too many unclean men。 The old messenger from Oar was there。 So were Tracker and Corder and several other outsiders。 Most of the pany were present。 I finger…signed a greeting。 Darling gave me a sisterly hug； asked if I had any progress to report。
I spoke for the group and signed for her。 〃I am sure we don't have all the documents we found in the Forest of Cloud。 Not just because I can't identify what I'm looking for； either。 Everything I do have is too old。〃
Darling's features are regular。 Nothing stands out。 Yet you sense character； will； that this woman cannot be broken。 She has been to Hell already。 It did not touch her as a child。 She will not be touched now。
She was not pleased。 She signed； 〃We will not have the time we thought。〃
My attention was half elsewhere。 I had hoped for sparks between Tracker and the other westerner。 On a gut level I had responded negatively to Tracker。 I found myself with an irrational hope for evidence to sustain that reaction。
Nothing。
Not surprising。 The cell structure of the movement keeps our sympathizers insulated from one another。
Darling wanted to hear from Goblin and One…Eye next。 Goblin used his squeakiest voice。 〃Everything we heard is true。 They are reinforcing their garrisons。 But Corder can tell you better。 For us； the mission was a bust。 They were ready。 They chased us all over the Plain。 We were lucky to get away。 We didn't get no help； either。〃
The menhirs and their weird pals are on our side； supposedly。 Sometimes I wonder。 They are unpredictable。 They help or don't according to a formula only they understand。
Darling was little interested in details of the failed raid。 She moved on to Corder。 He said； 〃Armies are gathering on both sides of the Plain。 Under mand of the Taken。〃
〃Taken？〃 I asked。 I knew of only the two。 He sounded like he meant many。
A chill then。 There is a longtime rumor that the Lady has been quiet so long because she is raising a new crop of Taken。 I had not believed it。 The age is sorrowfully short of characters of the magnificently villainous vitality of those the Dominator took in olden times： Soulcatcher； the Hanged Man； Nightcrawler； Shapeshifter； the Limper； and such。 Those were nastymen of the grand scope； nearly as wild and hairy in their wickedness as the Lady and Dominator themselves。 This is the era of the weak sister； excepting only Darling and Whisper。
Corder responded shyly。 〃The rumors are true； Lord。〃
Lord。 Me。 Because I stand near the heart of the dream。 I hate it； yet eat it up。 〃Yes？〃
〃They may not be Stormbringers or Howlers； these new Taken。〃 He smiled feebly。 〃Sir Tucker observed that the old Taken were wild devils as unpredictable as the lightning； and the new ones are the predictable tame thunder of bureaucracy。 If you follow my meaning。〃
〃I do。 Go on。〃
〃It is believed that there are six new ones； Lord。 Sir Tucker believes they are about to be unleashed。 Thus the great buildup around the Plain。 Sir Tucker believes the Lady has made a petition of our destruction。〃
Tucker。 Our most dedicated agent。 One of the few survivors of the long siege of Rust。 His hatred knows no bounds。
Corder had a strange look。 A green…around…the…edges look。 A look that said there was more； and all bad。 〃Well？〃 I said。 〃Spit it out。〃
〃The names of the Taken have been enscribed on stellae raised in their respective demenses。 At Rust the army mander is named Benefice。 His stella appeared after a carpet arrived by night。 He has not actually been seen。〃
That bore investigation。 Only the Taken can manage a carpet。 But no carpet can reach Rust without crossing the Plain of Fear。 The menhirs have reported no such passage。 〃Benefice？ Interesting name。 The others？〃
〃In Thud the stella bears the name Blister。〃
Chuckles。 I said； 〃I liked it better when the names were descriptive。 Like the Limper； Moonbiter； the Faceless Man。〃
〃At Frost we have one called the Creeper。〃
〃That's better。〃 Darling gave me a cautionary look。
〃At Rue there is one called Learned。 And at Hull； one called Scorn。〃
〃Scorn。 I like that； too。〃
〃The western bounds of the Plain are held by Whisper and Journey； both operating from a village called Spit。〃
Being a natural mathematical phenomenon； I summed and said； 〃That's five new ones and two old。 Where is the other new one？〃
〃I don't know。 The only other is the mander over all。 His stella stands in the military pound outside Rust。〃
The way he said that abraded my nerves。 He was pale。 He started shaking。 A premonition gripped me。 I knew I would not like what he said next。 But； 〃Well？〃
〃That stella bears the sigil of the Limper。〃
Right。 So right。 I did not like it at all。
The feeling was universal。
〃Oh！〃 Goblin shrieked。
One…Eye said； 〃Holy shit；〃 in a soft awed tone that was all the more meaningful for its reserve。
I sat down。 Right there。 Right in the middle of the floor。 I folded my head in my hands。 I wanted to cry。 〃Impossible；〃 I said。 〃I killed him。 With my own hands。〃 And saying it； I did not believe it anymore； though I had had faith in that fact for years。 〃But how？〃
〃Can't keep a good man down；〃 Elmo chided。 That he was shaken was evidenced by the smart remark。 Elmo says nothing gratuitously。
The feud between the Limper and the pany dates to our arrival north of the Sea of Torments； for it was then that we enlisted Raven； a mysterious native of Opal； a man of former high estate who had been done out of his titles and livings by minions of the Limper。 Raven was as tough as they e； and utterly fearless。 The robbery sanctioned by Taken or not； he struck back。 He slew the villains； among them t
