The Land of the Changing SunHarben, Will N. (Will Nathaniel)
Science
The Land of the Changing Sun
Harben, Will N. (Will Nathaniel)
Science fiction
“To the balcony on the central dome,” ordered Tradmos through the window
of the driver's compartment; and the adventurers felt the car sweep
round in a curve that threw them against each other, and the next moment
they had landed on a wide iron balcony encircling a great golden cone
that towered hundreds of feet above them.
Chapter V.
“Follow me,” said the captain stiffly, for there were several guards in
white and gold uniforms pacing to and fro on the battlement-like walls.
He led the two adventurers through a door in the base of the dome. At
first they were dazed by a brilliant light from above, and looking
up they beheld a marvel of kaleidoscopic colors formed by a myriad of
electric-lighted prisms sloping gradually from the floor to the apex
of the dome. Thorndyke could compare it to nothing but a stupendous
diamond, the very heart of which the eye penetrated.
“Don't look at it now,” advised Tradmos, in an undertone; “it was
constructed to be seen from below, and to light the great rotunda.”
Mutely the captives obeyed. At every turn they were greeted with a new
wonder. The captain now led them round a narrow balcony on the inside of
the vast dome, and, looking over the railing down below, they saw a vast
tessellated pavement made of polished stones of various and brilliant
colors and so artistically arranged that, from where they stood,
lifelike pictures of landscapes seemed to rise to meet the vision
wherever the eye rested. Statues of white marble, gold and bronze were
placed here and there, and, in squares of living green, fountains threw
up streams of crystal water. Tradmos paused for them to look down and
smiled at their evident admiration.
“How far is it down there?” Thorndyke ventured to ask.
“Over a thousand feet,” replied Tradmos. “Look across opposite and you
will see that there are fifty floors beneath us, and each floor has a
balcony like this overlooking the court.”
“What is the sound that comes up from below?” asked the Englishman.
“It is the voices of the people and their footsteps on the stone.”
“What people?”
“Don't you see them? Your eyes are dazzled by the light; I ought to have
warned you against looking up into the dome. The people are down there;
do the views in the pavement not look a little blurred?”
“Yes.”
“Well, if you will look more closely you will see that it is a multitude
of people.”
“Great heavens!” exclaimed the Englishman, and he became deeply absorbed
in the contemplation of the rarest sight he had ever seen. As he looked
closely he noticed a black spot growing larger and nearer, and he
glanced inquiringly at the captain.
“It is an elevator. There are a great many of them used in the palace,
but none have happened to rise as high as this since we came. The one
you see is coming for us.” The next moment the strange vehicle was
floating toward them. The captain opened the door and preceded the
captives into the interior.
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