Fantasy fiction; Imaginary wars and battles -- Fiction
So the King instructed Gro, rehearsing to him those acts that were
needful, and making known unto him the divers pages of the grammarie
whereon were writ those words which must be spoken each in its due
time and sequence. But the King pronounced not yet those words,
pointing only to them in the book, for whoso speaketh those words in
vain and out of season is lost. And now when the retorts and beakers
with their several necks and tubes and the appurtenances thereof were
set in order, and the unhallowed processes of fixation, conjunction,
deflagration, putrefaction, and rubefication were nearing maturity,
and the baleful star Antares standing by the astrolabe within a little
of the meridian signified the instant approach of midnight, the
King described on the floor with his conjuring rod three pentacles
inclosed within a seven-pointed star, with the signs of Cancer and
of Scorpio joined by certain runes. And in the midst of the star he
limned the image of a green crab eating of the sun. And turning to the
seventy-third page of his great black grammarie the King recited in a
mighty voice words of hidden meaning, calling on the name that it is a
sin to utter.
Now when he had spoken the first spell and was silent, there was a
deadly quiet in that chamber, and a chill in the air as of winter. And
in the quiet Gro heard the King’s breath coming and going, as of one
who hath rowed a course. Now the blood rushed back to Gro’s heart and
his hands and feet became cold and a cold sweat brake forth on his
brow. But for all that, he held yet his courage firm and his brain
ready. The King motioned to Gro to break off the tail of a certain drop
of black glass that lay on the table; and with the snapping of its
tail the whole drop fell in pieces in a coarse black powder. Gro by
the King’s direction gathered that powder and dropped it in the great
alembic wherein a green fluid seethed and bubbled above the flame of a
lamp; and the fluid became red as blood, and the body of the alembic
filled with a tawny smoke, and sparks of sun-like brilliance flashed
and crackled through the smoke. Thereupon distilled from the neck of
the alembic a white oil incombustible, and the King dipped his rod in
that oil and described round the seven-pointed star on the floor the
figure of the worm Ouroboros, that eateth his own tail. And he wrote
the formula of the crab below the circle, and spake his second spell.
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