Roger Zelazny - Amber 09 Knight of Shadows

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never have taken

hex on that shadow-walls which led to denials that took her

away from me, down

dark ways and into the studio of Victor Melman, a nasty occultist

I later had to

kill--the same Victor Melman who was himself the dupe of Luke

and Jasra. But

now, perhaps--just barely--I might have been in a position to

forgive myself for

what I'd thought I'd done, for it seemed that I hadn't really done

it after all.

Almost.

That is to say, I learned that I hadn't been responsible for it

while I was

in the act of doing it. It was when I drove my knife into the side

of the

mysterious sorcerer Mask, who had been on my case for some

time, that I

discovered that Mask was really Julia. My half brother Jurt,

who's been trying

to kill me longer than anyone else in the business, snatched her

away, and they

vanished then, immediately following his transformation into a

kind of living

Trump.

As I fled the burning, crumbling Keep there at the Citadel of

the Four

Worlds, a falling timber caused me to dodge to my right,

trapping me in a

cul-de-sac of crashed masonry and burning beams. A dark

metal ball flashed

once before

us and dropped into his extended hand.

He brushed ashes from his black vest and ran a hand

through his hair. Then

he smiled and turned back toward the burning Keep.

"You've kept your promise to the Queen," he remarked, "and I

don't believe

there's anything more for you here. Shall we go now?"

"Jasra's still inside," I answered, "having it out with Sharu."

"I thought you were done with her."

I shook my head.

"She still knows a lot of things I don't. Things I'll be needing."

A tower of flame began to rear itself above the Keep, halted

and hovered a

moment, heaved itself higher.

"I didn't realize," he said. "She does seem to want control of

that

fountain fairly badly. If we were to snatch her away now, that

fellow Sharu will

claim it. Does that matter?"

"If we don't snatch her away, he may kill her."

Mandor shrugged.

"I've a feeling she'll take him. Would you care to place a small

wager?"

"Could be you're right," I said, watching the fountain continue

its climb

skyward, following another pause. I gestured toward it. "Thing

looks like an oil

gusher. I hope the winner knows how to cap it--if there is a

winner. Neither one

of them may last much longer, the way the place is coming

apart."

the burning building. It struck the ground and with each bounce

thereafter it

seemed to increase in size. It produced a cymballike crash each

time it hit,

entirely out of proportion with its apparent mass and velocity,

and this sound

increased in volume on each successive bounce. It passed then

into the burning,

tottering ruin that was the near end of the Keep and for several

moments was

gone from sight.

I was about to ask him what was going on when I saw the

shadow of a large

ball pass before the opening through which I had fled. The

flames--save for the

central tower from the broken Fount--began to subside, and a

deep rumbling sound

came from within. Moments later an even larger circular shadow

passed, and I

began to feel the rumbling through the soles of my boots.

A wall tumbled. Shortly thereafter part of another wall fell. I

could see

inside fairly clearly Through the dust and smoke the image of the

giant ball

passed again. The flames were snuffed. My Logrus vision still

granted me

glimpses of the shifting lines of power which flowed between

Jasra and Sharu.

Mandor extended a hand. A minute or so later a small metal

ball came

bouncing our way, and he caught it. "Let's head back," he said.

"It would be a

face zebra

through a mask of soot, and I could feel the pulsing of the forces

which passed

through her body. About ten feet above her, face purple and

head twisted to one

side as if his neck were broken, Sharu hung in the middle of the

air. To the

untutored he might have seemed magically levitated. My Logrus

sight gave me view

of the line of force from which he hung suspended, however,

victim of what

might, I suppose, be termed a magical lynching.

"Bravo," Mandor stated, clapping his hands slowly and softly

together.

"You see, Merlin? I'd have won that bet."

"You always were a better judge of talent than I was," I

acknowledged.

"...and swear to serve me," I overheard Jasra saying.

Sharu's lips moved.

"And swear to serve you," he gasped.

She lowered her arms slowly, and the line of force which held

him began to

lengthen. As he descended toward the Keep's cracked floor, her

left hand

executed a gesture similar to one I had once seen an orchestra

conductor employ

in encouraging the woodwinds, and a great gout of fire came

loose from the

Fountain, fell upon him, washed over him, and passed on down

into the ground.

Flashy, though I didn't quite see the point...

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neverhavetakenhexonthatshadow-wallswhichledtodenialsthattookherawayfromme,downdarkwaysandintothestudioofVictorMelman,anastyoccultistIlaterhadtokill--thesameVictorMelmanwhowashimselfthedupeofLukeandJasra.Butnow,perhaps--justbarely--ImighthavebeeninapositiontoforgivemyselfforwhatI'dthoughtI'ddone,fori...

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