The moonlight and starlight were gone, and in their place the lurid
glare of burning cities and blazing forests cast a fearful radiance up
through the great eddying waves of smoke, and reflected itself on the
under surface of the clouds; now the air-ship swept hither and thither
with bewildering rapidity, like the incarnation of some fearful spirit
of destruction. Alan had vanished, and she was giving orders rapidly,
and men were working the long, slender guns in a grim silence that
contrasted weirdly with the horrible din that rose from the earth.
She saw neither smoke nor flame from the guns, nor heard any sound as
they were discharged, but every time she raised her hand, the motion
was followed within a few seconds by a shaking of the atmosphere, a
dull roar from the earth, and the outburst of vast, dazzling masses of
flame, before which the blaze of the conflagration paled.
She looked down with fierce exultation upon the scene of carnage and
destruction; and as she gazed upon it, the fires died away, the roar of
the explosions began to sound like echoes in the distance, and when the
landscape of her dreamland took definite shape again, the air-ship was
hovering over a vast, oval valley, walled in by mighty mountain masses,
surmounted by towering peaks, on some of which crests of everlasting
snow and ice shone undissolved in the rays of the tropical sun.
[Illustration: AS SHE GAZED UPON IT, THE FIRES DIED AWAY. _Page 57._]
The valley itself was of such incomparable and fairy-like beauty, that
it seemed to belong rather to the realm of imagination than to the
world of reality. A great lake lay in the centre, its emerald shores
lined with groves of palms and orange-trees, and fringed with verdant
islets spangled with many coloured flowers.
On the northern shore of the lake lay a splendid city of marble
palaces, surrounded by shady gardens, and divided from each other by
broad, straight streets, smooth as ivory and spotless as snow, and
lined with double rows of wide-spreading trees, which cast a pleasant
shade along their sides.
In the midst of a vast square, in the centre of the city, rose an
immense building of marble of perfect whiteness, surmounted by a great
golden dome, which in turn was crowned by the silver shape of a woman
with great spreading wings, which blazed and scintillated in the
sunlight as though they had been fashioned of sheets of crystal, pure
and translucent as diamonds.
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