"He was at one time," Argo explained, "a very promising novice for the
priesthood of Argo in Leptar, as well as a scholar of myths and rituals
like Iimmi and yourself. He also took to the sea to learn of the world,
but his boat was wrecked, and he and a few others were cast on Aptor's
shore. They strove with Aptor's terrors as you did, and many succumbed.
Two, however, a four-armed cabin boy whom you call Snake, and Jordde
were each exposed to the forces of Argo and Hama as you have been. One,
in his strangeness, could see into men's minds. The other could not.
Silently, one swore allegiance to one force, while one swore allegiance
to the other. The second part of your question was _why_. Perhaps if you
can answer my riddle, you can answer that part yourself. I do know that
they were the only two who escaped. I do know that Snake would not tell
Jordde his choice, and that Jordde tried to convince the child to follow
him. When they were rescued, I know that the argument continued, and
that Snake held back with childish tenacity both his decision and his
ability to read minds, even under the hot wire and the pincers. The hot
wire, incidentally, was something Jordde brought with him from the blind
priestesses, according to him, to help the people of Leptar with. It
could have been a great use. But recently all he has done with the
electricity is construct a larger weapon with it. However, Jordde became
a staunch first mate in a year's time. Snake became a waterfront thief.
Both waited. Then, when the opportunity arose, both acted. Why? Perhaps
you can tell me, poet."
"Thank you for telling me what you know," Geo said. "What is your
question?"
She glanced at the flame through the door once more and then recited:
"_By the dark chamber sits its twin,
where the body's floods begin;
and the two are twinned again,
turning out and turning in._
_In the bright chamber runs the line
of the division, silver, fine,
diminishing along the lanes
of memory to an inward sign._
_Fear floods in the turning room;
Love breaks in the burning dome._"
"It is not one that I have heard before," Geo said. "I'm not even sure I
know what the question is. I'm familiar with neither its diction nor
style."
"I doubted very much that you would recognize it," smiled Argo.
"Is it part of the pre-purge rituals of Argo?"
"It was written by my youngest daughter," Argo said. "The question is,
can you explain it?"
"Oh," said Geo. "I didn't realize...." He paused. "By the dark chamber
sits its twin, moving in and out; and that's where the floods of the
body begin. And it's twinned again. The heart?" he suggested. "The
four-chambered human heart? That's where the body's flood begins."
"I think that will do for part of the answer."
"The bright chamber," mused Geo. "The burning dome. The human mind, I
guess. The line of division, running down the lane of memory--I'm not
sure."
"You seem to be doing fairly well."
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