The Romance of Golden Star ...Griffith, George Chetwynd
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The Romance of Golden Star ...
Griffith, George Chetwynd
Fantasy fiction
Ever since I had revealed myself to them in the Hall of Gold they had
been working for the end in view with the swift, subtle arts known only
to those of their race, and already, from Quito in the north to Santiago
in the south, tidings had gone forth that the day of deliverance was
approaching, and that ere long the Rainbow Banner would be raised by the
hands of him for whom the Children of the Sun had waited.
Each of the fathers of the people was dressed, as Tupac was, in the
long-forbidden garb of the ancient nobility, and each as he entered
stopped in the centre of the hall and paid his homage before he went to
his seat. Then, when all were seated, I ordered that the strangers
should be brought in, and they were led into the midst of the silent
assembly, with their eyes still bandaged. Over Golden Star's head a veil
had been thrown, hiding her face, for it was my purpose that it should
not be seen for the present, and how strangely this purpose worked you
shall soon see.
As she came up the middle of the hall, following Tupac, who was leading
her as obedient as a little child, I descended from the throne and went
to meet her, and led her to the seat on my right hand and placed her in
it. Francis Hartness, the professor and Djama I left standing in the
middle of the hall, each with one of Tupac's chosen guards beside him.
When Golden Star was seated, I stood up in front of the throne and said
to those assembled, speaking in the ancient tongue,--
'Sons of the Blood and fathers of the Oppressed, you know already how
the promise that was made by our Father the Sun, through the lips of his
high priest, in the days when first the oppressors came, has been in
part most faithfully and marvellously fulfilled. I, Vilcaroya--son of
Huayna-Capac, son of the great Yupanqui Inca, before whose throne-seat I
am now standing alive in your presence--am he of whom it was said that
one who should pass from life to life through the shadows of death
should grasp the sceptre of the divine Manco, and restore the ancient
glory of the Children of the Sun. And with me, as you know, there was
another, at whose call and for love of whom I dared the ordeal of the
death-sleep and swore the oath which I have returned to the world of
living men to fulfil. I have already given you some proof that I am what
I say I am, for I have revealed to you secrets which were buried in the
grave with me and in those faithful hearts which have been pulseless now
for many generations.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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