A Strange Manuscript Found in a Copper CylinderDe Mille, James
Philosophy
A Strange Manuscript Found in a Copper Cylinder
De Mille, James
Science fiction
The time of departure at length arrived. Soldiers of the Kosekin came,
following the paupers, who went first, while the guards came after me.
Thus we all emerged into the open air. There the broad terrace already
mentioned spread out before my eyes, filled with thousands upon
thousands of human beings. It seemed as though the entire population
of the city was there, and so densely packed was this great crowd that
it was only with great difficulty that a way was laid open for our
passage.
Above was the sky, where the stars were twinkling faintly. There was
no longer the light of the aurora australis; the constellations
glimmered but dimly, the moon was shining with but a feeble ray; for
there far away over the icy crests of the lofty mountains I saw a long
line of splendid effulgence, all golden and red--the light of the new
dawn--the dawn of that long day which was now approaching. The sight
of that dawning light gave me new life. It was like a sight of
home--the blessed dawn, the sunlight of a bright day, the glorious
daybreak lost for so long a time, but now at last returning. I feasted
my eyes on the spectacle, I burst into tears of joy, and I felt as
though I could gaze at it forever. But the sun as it travelled was
rapidly coming into view; soon the dazzling glory of its rim would
appear above the mountain crest, and the season of darkness would end.
There was no time to wait, and the guards hurried me on.
There in the midst of the square rose the pyramid. It was fully a
hundred feet in height, with a broad flat top. At the base I saw a
great crowd of paupers. Through these we passed, and as we did so
a horrible death-chant arose. We now went up the steps and reached
the top. It was about sixty feet square, and upon it there was a
quadrangle of stones set about three feet apart, about sixty in
number, while in the midst was a larger stone. All of these were
evidently intended for sacrificial purposes.
Scarcely had I reached the top when I saw a procession ascend from
the other side. First came some paupers, then some hags, and then,
followed by other hags, I saw Almah. I was transfixed at the sight. A
thrill passed through every nerve, and a wild impulse came to me to
burst through the crowd, join her, and battle with them all for her
life. But the crowd was too dense. I could only stand and look at her,
and mark the paleness of her face and her mute despair. She saw me,
waved her hand sadly, and gave a mournful smile. There we stood
separated by the crowd, with our eyes fastened on each other, and
all our hearts filled with one deep, intense yearning to fly to one
another's side.
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