Extraterrestrial beings -- Fiction; Science fiction, English; Space flight to Mars -- Fiction
"Then, turning round, he led the way into a gorgeous sanctuary under
one of the smaller domes. To say that I was astonished at the
magnificence around me, conveys but a faint idea of my actual feelings.
It was a Temple of gems and costly fabrics, enough to excite the envy
of a Solomon, and fill his soul with despair. There were altars and
curious structures whose uses were unknown to me, wrought in solid
gold and garnished with jewels; there were rows and rows of venerable
Priests ranged in close array round each altar, some bearing pots of
incense slung by chains of gold, others with rods of gold, others yet
again with curious lamps that burnt so brilliantly that the eye could
not look upon them without becoming almost blind to all other objects.
Then there was a sumptuous throne, encircled round about with a low
trellis-work of gold, and behind that a lofty gallery, also filled with
Priests. As we entered a dirge-like chant was sung to strains of music,
where and how played I know not, which vibrated through our very souls
in its harmonious beauty. Coming to a pause before the trellis-work,
Echri bade Volinè and myself stand there together, and then, escorted
by two aged Priests, he went and sat him down thereon. Then the music
and the singing ceased, and a great silence fell upon the assembled
throng, all eyes being fixed upon the throne, and we who stood before
it. Volinè clung to me, and I could feel that ever and anon she
trembled violently. All were apparently waiting now for Echri to act.
Soon he did so, by addressing me:
"'Man of Ramos, the hour hath now arrived when, if thy faith or thy
courage hath not failed thee, thou mayest, by the ordinance of Eternal
Fire, obtain a greater span of years for thy decaying body. If thou
hast the nerve within thee to let this living Fire embrace thee, then
shalt thou become possessed of that for which thy heart hath craved.'
"Then, addressing Volinè, he continued:
"'And hast thou, Volinè, daughter of Gathma's mighty King, sought and
got thy royal Father's free consent to take this man of Ramos for thy
husband? If so be thou hast, speak!'
"'In truth, most Holy Echri, the King hath said that this shall be, and
I assure thee this man of Ramos, standing by my side, goes through thy
sacred ceremony with the King's full knowledge and approval unto that
end,' Volinè answered, in a voice choked with the emotion that was fast
overcoming her.
"'Enough! Now let us, therefore, enter upon our solemn duty.'
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