sabriel (the abhorsen trilogy)_加斯·尼克斯-第52章
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mpo of their drumming； the frenzied gurgle…chanting rising in volume。
touchstone squinted； confirming what he thought he鈥檇 seen鈥攖endrils of fog； lazily drifting across the water between the lines of the dead； keeping to the corridor they鈥檇 made。
鈥渉e鈥檚 playing with us；鈥潯asped touchstone； surprised by his own lack of breath for speech。 he felt like he鈥檇 already sprinted a mile； his heart going thump…thump…thump…thump 。 。 。
a terrible howl suddenly rose above the dead drumming； and touchstone leapt back； nearly dislodging mogget。 the howl rose and rose； being unbearable； and then a huge shape broke out of the fog and darkness； stampeding towards them with fearful power； great swaths of spray exploding around it as it ran。
touchstone shouted； or screamed鈥攈e wasn鈥檛 sure鈥攖hrew away his candle； drew his left sword and thrust both blades out； crouching to receive the charge； knees so bent he was chestdeep in the water。
鈥渢he mordicant！鈥潯elled mogget； then he was gone； leaping from touchstone to the still…frosted sabriel。
touchstone barely had time to absorb this information； and a split…second image of something like an enormous； flame…shrouded bear； howling like the final scream of a sacrifice鈥攖hen the mordicant collided with the diamond of protection； and touchstone鈥檚 out…thrust swords。
silver sparks exploded with a bang that drowned the howling； throwing both touchstone and the mordicant back several yards。 touchstone lost his footing； and went under； water bubbling into his nose and still…screaming mouth。
he panicked； thinking the mordicant would be on him in a second； and flipped himself back up with unnecessary force； savagely ripping his stomach muscles。
he almost flew out of the water； swords at guard again； but the diamond was intact； and the mordicant retreating； backing away along the corridor of hands。 they鈥檇 stopped their noise； but there was something else鈥攕omething touchstone didn鈥檛 recognize； till the water drained out of his ears。
it was laughter； laughter echoing out of the fog； which now billowed across the water； ing closer and closer； till the retreating mordicant was enveloped in it； and lost to sight。
鈥渄id my hound scare you； little brother？鈥潯aid a voice from within the fog。
鈥渙w！鈥潯xclaimed sabriel； feeling mogget鈥檚 claws on her physical body。 abhorsen looked at her； raising one silvery eyebrow questioningly。
鈥渟omething touched my body in life；鈥潯he explained。 鈥渕ogget； i think。 i wonder what鈥檚 happening？鈥�
they stood at the very edge of death； on the border with life。 no dead had tried to stop them； and they鈥檇 passed easily through the first gate。
perhaps any dead would quail from the sight of two abhorsens 。 。 。
now they waited。 sabriel didn鈥檛 know why。
somehow； abhorsen seemed to be able to see into life； or to work out what was happening。 he stood like an eavesdropper； body slightly bent； ear cocked to a non…existent door。
sabriel； on the other hand； stood like a soldier； keeping watch for the dead。 the broken stones made this part of death an attractive high road into life； and she had expected to find many dead here； trying to take advantage of the 鈥渉ole。鈥潯ut it was not so。 they seemed to be alone in the grey； featureless river； their only neighbors the swells and eddies of the water。
abhorsen closed his eyes； concentrating even harder； then opened them to a wide…eyed stare and touched sabriel lightly on the arm。
鈥渋t is almost time；鈥潯e said gently。 鈥渨hen we emerge； i want you to take 。 。 。 touchstone 。 。 。
and run for the southern stairs。 do not stop for anything； anything at all。 once outside； climb up to the top of the palace hill； to the west yard。
it鈥檚 just an empty field now鈥攖ouchstone will know how to get there。 if the clayr are watching properly； and haven鈥檛 got their whens mixed up； there鈥檒l be a paperwing there鈥斺��
鈥渁 paperwing！鈥潯nterrupted sabriel。 鈥渂ut i crashed it。鈥�
鈥渢here are several around；鈥潯eplied abhorsen。
鈥渢he abhorsen who made it鈥攖he forty…sixth； i think鈥攖aught several others how to construct them。 anyway； it should be there。 the clayr will also be there； or a messenger； to tell you where to find kerrigor鈥檚 body in ancelstierre。 fly as close to the wall as possible； cross； find the body鈥攁nd destroy it！鈥�
鈥渨hat will you be doing？鈥潯hispered sabriel。
鈥渉ere is saraneth；鈥潯eplied abhorsen； not meeting her gaze。 鈥済ive me your sword； and 。 。 。
astarael。鈥�
the seventh bell。 astarael the sorrowful。
weeper。
sabriel didn鈥檛 move； made no motion to hand over bell or blade。 abhorsen pushed saraneth into its pouch； and did up the strap。 he started to undo the strap that held astarael； but sabriel鈥檚 hand closed on his； gripping it tightly。
鈥渢here must be another way；鈥潯he cried。 鈥渨e can all escape together鈥斺��
鈥渘o；鈥潯aid abhorsen firmly。 he gently pushed her hand away。 sabriel let go； and he took astarael carefully from the bandolier； making sure it couldn鈥檛 sound。 鈥渄oes the walker choose the path； or the path the walker？鈥�
numbly； sabriel handed him her sword 。 。 。 his sword。 her empty hands hung open by her sides。
鈥渋 have walked in death to the very precipice of the ninth gate；鈥潯bhorsen said quietly。 鈥渋 know the secrets and horrors of the nine precincts。 i do not know what lies beyond； but everything that lives must go there； in the proper time。 that is the rule that governs our work as the abhorsen； but it also governs us。 you are the fifty…third abhorsen； sabriel。 i have not taught you as well as i should鈥攍et this be my final lesson。 everyone and everything has a time to die。鈥�
he bent forward； and kissed her forehead； just under the rim of her helmet。 for a moment； she stood like a stringed puppet at rest； then she flung herself against his chest； feeling the soft fabric of his surcoat。 she seemed to diminish in size； till once again she was a little girl； running to his embrace at the school gates。 as she could then； she heard the slow beating of his heart。 only now； she heard the beats as grains in a time… piece； counting his hard…won hundred hundreds； counting till it was time for him to die。
she hugged him tightly； her arms meeting around his back； his arms outstretched like a cross； sword in one hand； bell in the other。 then； she let go。
they turned together； and plunged out into life。
kerrigor laughed again； an obscene cackle that rose to a manic crescendo； before suddenly cutting to an ominous silence。 the dead resumed their drumming； softer now； and the fog drifted forward with horrible certainty。 touchstone； drenched and partly drowned； watched it with the taut nerves of a mouse captivated by a gliding snake。 somewhere in the back of his mind； he noted that it was easier to see the whiteness of the fog。 up above； the clouds had gone； and the edges of the reservoir were once again lit by filtered sunlight。 but they were forty paces or more from the edge 。 。 。
a cracking noise behind him made him start； and turn； a jolt of fear suddenly overlaid with relief。 sabriel； and her father； were returning to life！ ice flakes fell from them in miniature flurries； and the layer of ice around abhorsen鈥檚 middle broke into several small floes and drifted away。
touchstone blinked as the frost fell away from their hands and faces。 now sabriel was emptyhanded； and abhorsen wielded the sword and bell。
鈥渢hank the charter！鈥潯xclaimed touchstone； as they opened their eyes and moved。
but no one heard him； for in that instant a terrible scream of rage and fury burst out of the fog； so loud the columns shivered； and ripples burst out across the water。
touchstone turned again； and the fog was flying away in shreds； revealing the mordicant crouched low； only its eyes and long mouth； bubbling with oily flames； visible above the water。
behind it； with one elongated hand upon its bogclay head； stood something that might be thought of as a man。
staring； touchstone saw that kerrigor had tried to make the body he currently inhabited look like the rogir of old； but either his skills； memory or taste were sadly lacking。 kerrigor stood at l