A Strange Manuscript Found in a Copper CylinderDe Mille, James
Philosophy
A Strange Manuscript Found in a Copper Cylinder
De Mille, James
Science fiction
At length we emerged into the open air. Here the contrast to the
cavern gloom inside gave to the outer world unusual brightness and
splendor, so that even under the heavy overarching tree-ferns, which
had seemed so dark when I was here before, it now appeared light and
cheerful. Almah turned to the right, and we walked along the terrace.
But few people were visible. They shrank from the light, and kept
themselves in the caverns. Then after a few steps we came to the base
of a tall half-pyramid, the summit of which was above the tops of the
trees. I pointed to this, as though I wished to go up. Almah hesitated
for a moment, and seemed to shrink back, but at length, overcoming her
reluctance, began the ascent. A flight of stony steps led up. On
reaching the top, I found it about thirty feet long by fifteen wide,
with a high stone table in the middle. At that moment, however, I
scarce noticed the pyramid summit, and I only describe it now because
I was fated before long to see it with different feelings. What I then
noticed was the vast and wondrous display of all the glories of nature
that burst at once upon my view. There was that same boundless sea,
rising up high toward the horizon, as I had seen it before, and
suggesting infinite extent. There were the blue waters breaking into
foam, the ships traversing the deep, the far-encircling shores green
in vegetation, the high rampart of ice-bound mountains that shut in
the land, making it a world by itself. There was the sun, low on the
horizon, which it traversed on its long orbit, lighting up all these
scenes till the six-months day should end and the six-months night
begin.
For a long time I stood feasting my eyes upon all this splendor, and
at length turned to see whether Almah shared my feelings. One look was
enough. She stood absorbed in the scene, as though she were drinking
in deep draughts of all this matchless beauty. I felt amazed at this;
I saw how different she seemed from the others, and could not account
for it. But as yet I knew too little of the language to question her,
and could only hope for a future explanation when I had learned more.
We descended at length and walked about the terrace and up and down
the side streets. All were the same as I had noticed before--terraced
streets, with caverns on one side and massive stone structures on the
other. I saw deep channels, which were used as drains to carry down
mountain torrents. I did not see all at this first walk, but I
inspected the whole city in many subsequent walks until its outlines
were all familiar. I found it about a mile long and about half a
mile wide, constructed in a series of terraces, which rose one above
another in a hollow of the mountains round a harbor of the sea. On my
walks I met with but few people on the streets, and they all seemed
troubled with the light. I saw also occasionally some more of those
great birds, the name of which I learned from Almah; it was "opkuk."
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