Nor, although it was inhabited, could certain information be procured as
to its internal construction. Those who dwelt in it often discovered
rooms they had never entered before--yea, once or twice,--whole suites
of apartments, of which only dim legends had been handed down from
former times. Some of them expected to find, one day, secret places,
filled with treasures of wondrous jewels; amongst which they hoped to
light upon Solomon’s ring, which had for ages disappeared from the
earth, but which had controlled the spirits, and the possession of which
made a man simply what a man should be, the king of the world. Now and
then, a narrow, winding stair, hitherto untrodden, would bring them
forth on a new turret, whence new prospects of the circumjacent country
were spread out before them. How many more of these there might be, or
how much loftier, no one could tell. Nor could the foundations of the
castle in the rock on which it was built be determined with the smallest
approach to precision. Those of the family who had given themselves to
exploring in that direction, found such a labyrinth of vaults and
passages, and endless successions of down-going stairs, out of one
underground space into a yet lower, that they came to the conclusion
that at least the whole mountain was perforated and honeycombed in this
fashion. They had a dim consciousness, too, of the presence, in those
awful regions, of beings whom they could not comprehend. Once they came
upon the brink of a great black gulf, in which the eye could see nothing
but darkness: they recoiled with horror; for the conviction flashed upon
them that that gulf went down into the very central spaces of the earth,
of which they had hitherto been wandering only in the upper crust; nay,
that the seething blackness before them had relations mysterious, and
beyond human comprehension, with the far-off voids of space, into which
the stars dare not enter.
At the foot of the cliff whereon the castle stood, lay a deep lake,
inaccessible save by a few avenues, being surrounded on all sides with
precipices which made the water look very black, although it was pure as
the nightsky. From a door in the castle, which was not to be otherwise
entered, a broad flight of steps, cut in the rock, went down to the
lake, and disappeared below its surface. Some thought the steps went to
the very bottom of the water.
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