TWENTY-THREE - THE BRIDGE TO THE STARS-1
OncelorekByrnisonwasoutofsight,Lyrafeltagreatweaknessingoverher,aurnedblindlyaforPantalaimon,“Oh,Pan,dear,Itgoon!Imshtened—andsotired—allthisway,andImscaredtodeath!Iwishitwassomeoneelseinsteadofme,Idoholy!”
Herdaemonnuzzledathernehis,warmandf.
“Ijustdontknoegottodo,”Lyrasobbed.“Itstoomuchforus,Pa...”
Shegtohimblindly,rogbadforthaingthesobscryoutwildlyoverthebaresnow.
“Andevenif—ifMrs.Coultergerfirst,theredbenosavinghim,becauseshedtakehimbacktoBolvangar,orworse,andtheydkillmeoutofvengeance....Whydotheydothesethingstochildren,Pan?Dotheyallhatechildrensomuch,thattheywanttotearthemapartlikethis?Whydotheydoit?”
ButPantalaimonhadnoanswer;allhecoulddowashugherclose.Littlebylittle,asthestormoffearsubsided,shecametoasenseofherselfagain.ShewasLyra,coldandfrightenedbyallmeans,butherself.
“Iwish...”shesaid,andstopped.Therewasnothingthatcouldbegainedbywishingforit.Afinaldeepshakybreath,andshewasreadytogoon.
Themoonhadsetbynow,aothesouthrofoundlydark,thoughthebillionsofstarslayonitlikediamondso.Theywereoutshohough,bytheAurora,outshoneahuimes.NeverhadLyraseenitsobrilliantanddramatic;witheverytwitdshiver,newmiraclesoflightdancedacrossthesky.Andbehindtheever-ginggauzeoflight,thatotherworld,thatsunlitcity,wasclearandsolid.
Thehighertheyclimbed,themorethebleaklandspreadoutbelowthem.Tothenorthlaythefrozensea,pactedhereandthereinteswheretwosheetsoficehadpressedtogether,butotherwiseflatandwhiteandendless,reagtothePoleitselfandfarbeyoureless,lifeless,colorless,andbleakbeyondLyrasimagination.Totheeastaweremoremountains,greatjaggedpeaksthrustingsharplyupward,theirscarpspiledhighwithsnowandrakedbythewindintobladelikeedgesassharpasscimitars.Tothesouthlaythewaytheyhade,andLyralookedmostlonginglyback,toseeifshecouldspyherdearfriendlorekByrnisonandhistroops;butnothingstirredonthewideplain.Shewasnotevensureifshecouldseetheburnedwreckageofthezeppelin,orthecrimson-stainedsnowaroundthecorpsesofthewarriors.
Pantalaimonflewhigh,andswoopedbacktoherwristinhisowlform.
“Theyrejustbeyondthepeak!”hesaid.“LordAsrielslaidoutallhisinstruments,andRogertgetaway—”
Andashesaidthat,theAuroranickeredanddimmed,likeananbaricbulbattheendofitslife,andtheoutaltogether.Inthegloom,though,LyrasehepreseheDust,fortheairseemedtobefullofdarkiions,liketheformsofthoughtsborn.
Intheenfoldingdarksheheardacry:
“Lyra!Lyra!”
“Iming!”shecriedbadstumbledupward,clambering,sprawling,struggling,attheendofherstrength;buthaulingherselfonandfurtherhtheghostly-gleamingsnow.
“Lyra!Lyra!”
“Imnearlythere,”shegasped.“Nearlythere,Roger!”
Pantalaimonwasgingrapidly,inhisagitation:lion,ermine,eagle,wildcat,hare,salamander,owl,leopard,everyformhedevertaken,akaleidoscopeofformsamo—
“Lyra!”
Thenshereachedthesummit,andsaashappening.
FiftyyardsawayiarlightLordAsrielwastwistingtogethertwowiresthatledtohisupturnedsledge,onwhichstoodarowofbatteriesandjarsandpiecesofapparatus,alreadyfrostedwithcrystalsofcold.Hewasdressedinheavyfurs,hisfaceillumiheflameofanaphthalamp.CrougliketheSphinxbesidehimwashisdaemon,herbeautifulspottedcoatglossywithpower,hertailmovinglazilyinthesnow.
InhermouthsheheldRogersdaemon.
Thelittlecreaturewasstruggling,flapping,fighting,onemomentabird,theadog,thenacat,arat,abirdagain,andcallingeverymomentterhimself,whowasafewyardsoff,straining,tryingtopullawayagainsttheheart-deeptug,andgoutwiththepainandthecold.Hewascallinghisdaemonsname,andcallingLyra;herantoLordAsrielandpluckedhisarm,andLordAsrielbrushedhimaside.Hetriedagain,gandpleading,begging,sobbing,andLordAsrieltooknonoticeexcepttoknockhimtotheground.
Theywereontheedgeofacliff.Beyondthemwasnothingbutahugeillimitabledark.Theywereathousaormoreabovethefrozensea.
AllthisLyrasawbystarlightalothen,asLordAsrielectedhiswires,theAurorablazedallofasuddenintobrilliantlife.Likethelongfingerofblindingpowerthatplaysbetweentwoterminals,exceptthatthiswasathousandmileshighahousandmileslong:dipping,s,undulating,glowing,acataractofglory.
Hewastrollingit...
Orleadingpowerdownfromit;fortherewasawirerunningoffahugereelonthesledge,awirethatralyupwardtothesky.Downfromthedarkswoopedaraven,andLyrakforawitchdaemon.AwitchwashelpingLordAsriel,andshehadflownthatwireintotheheights.
AndtheAurorawasblazingagain.
Hewasnearlyready.
Heturerandbeed,andRogerhelplesslycame,shakinghishead,begging,g,buthelplesslygoingforward.
“No!Run!”Lyracried,andhurledherselfdowntheslopeathim.
PantalaimonleapedatthesnowleopardandsnatchedRogersdaemonfromherjaws.Inamomentthesnowleopardhadleapedafterhim,andPantalaimoheotherdaemongo,andbothyoungdaemons,gingflick-flick-flick,turnedandbattledwiththegreatspottedbeast.
Sheslashedleft-rightwithneedle-filledpaws,andhersnarlingroardrownedevenLyrascries.Bothchildrenwerefightihtingtheformsiurbidair,thosedarkiions,thatcamethidcrowdingdowreamsofDust—
AndtheAuroraswayedabove,itstinualsurgingflickerpigoutnowthisbuilding,nowthatlake,nowthatrowofpalmtrees,socloseyoudthinkthatyoucouldstepfromthisworldtothat.
LyraleapedupandseizedRogershand.
Shepulledhard,aheytoreawayfromLordAsrielandran,handinhand,butRogercriedandtwisted,becausehisdaemonwascaughtagain,heldfastinthesnowleopardsjaws,andLordAsrielhimselfwasreagdowntowardherwithawire;andLyrakheheart-vulsingpainofseparation,andtriedtostop—
Buttheycouldntstop.
Thecliffwasslidingawaybehem.
Aireshelfofsnow,slidinginexorablydown—
Thefrozehousabelow—
“LYRA!”
Herheartbeats,leapinginanguishwithRogers—
Tight-clutghands—
Hisbody,suddenlylimpinhers;andhighabove,thegreatestwonder.
Atthemomenthefellstill,thevaultofheaven,star-studded,profound,iercedasifbyaspear.
Ajetoflight,ajetofpureenergyreleasedlikeanarrreatbow,shotupwardfromthespotwhereLordAsrielhadjoihewiretersdaemon.ThesheetsoflightandcolorthatweretheAuroratoreapart;agreatrending,grinding,g,tearingsoundreachedfromoneendoftheuotheother;therewasdrylandinthesky—
Sunlight!Sunlightshiningonthefurofagoldenmonkey....
Forthefallofthesnowshelfhadhalted;perhapsanunseenledgehadbrokenitsfall;andLyracouldsee,overthetrampledsnowofthesummit,thegoldenmonkeyspringoutoftheairtothesideoftheleopard,ahetwodaemonsbristle,owerful.Themoailwaserect,thesnowleopardssweptpowerfullyfromsidetoside.Thenthemonkeyreachedoutatentativepaw,theleopardloweredherheadwithagracefulsensualaowledgment,theytouched—
AndwhenLyralookedupfromthem,Mrs.Coulterherselfstoodthere,claspedinLordAsrielsarms.Lightplayedaroundthemlikesparksandbeamsofintenseanbaricpower.Lyra,helpless,couldonlyimagihadhappened:somehowMrs.Coultermusthavecrossedthatchasm,andfollowedheruphere....
Herows,together!Andembragsopassionately:anundreamed-ofthing.
Hereyeswerewide.Rogersbodylayinherarms,still,quiet,atrest.Sheheardherparentstalking:
Hermothersaid,“Theyllneverallowit—”
Herfathersaid,“Allowit?Wevegonebeyondbeingallowed,asifwewerechildren.Ivemadeitpossibleforaocross,iftheywish.”松语文学www.16sy.coM免费小说阅读
Herdaemonnuzzledathernehis,warmandf.
“Ijustdontknoegottodo,”Lyrasobbed.“Itstoomuchforus,Pa...”
Shegtohimblindly,rogbadforthaingthesobscryoutwildlyoverthebaresnow.
“Andevenif—ifMrs.Coultergerfirst,theredbenosavinghim,becauseshedtakehimbacktoBolvangar,orworse,andtheydkillmeoutofvengeance....Whydotheydothesethingstochildren,Pan?Dotheyallhatechildrensomuch,thattheywanttotearthemapartlikethis?Whydotheydoit?”
ButPantalaimonhadnoanswer;allhecoulddowashugherclose.Littlebylittle,asthestormoffearsubsided,shecametoasenseofherselfagain.ShewasLyra,coldandfrightenedbyallmeans,butherself.
“Iwish...”shesaid,andstopped.Therewasnothingthatcouldbegainedbywishingforit.Afinaldeepshakybreath,andshewasreadytogoon.
Themoonhadsetbynow,aothesouthrofoundlydark,thoughthebillionsofstarslayonitlikediamondso.Theywereoutshohough,bytheAurora,outshoneahuimes.NeverhadLyraseenitsobrilliantanddramatic;witheverytwitdshiver,newmiraclesoflightdancedacrossthesky.Andbehindtheever-ginggauzeoflight,thatotherworld,thatsunlitcity,wasclearandsolid.
Thehighertheyclimbed,themorethebleaklandspreadoutbelowthem.Tothenorthlaythefrozensea,pactedhereandthereinteswheretwosheetsoficehadpressedtogether,butotherwiseflatandwhiteandendless,reagtothePoleitselfandfarbeyoureless,lifeless,colorless,andbleakbeyondLyrasimagination.Totheeastaweremoremountains,greatjaggedpeaksthrustingsharplyupward,theirscarpspiledhighwithsnowandrakedbythewindintobladelikeedgesassharpasscimitars.Tothesouthlaythewaytheyhade,andLyralookedmostlonginglyback,toseeifshecouldspyherdearfriendlorekByrnisonandhistroops;butnothingstirredonthewideplain.Shewasnotevensureifshecouldseetheburnedwreckageofthezeppelin,orthecrimson-stainedsnowaroundthecorpsesofthewarriors.
Pantalaimonflewhigh,andswoopedbacktoherwristinhisowlform.
“Theyrejustbeyondthepeak!”hesaid.“LordAsrielslaidoutallhisinstruments,andRogertgetaway—”
Andashesaidthat,theAuroranickeredanddimmed,likeananbaricbulbattheendofitslife,andtheoutaltogether.Inthegloom,though,LyrasehepreseheDust,fortheairseemedtobefullofdarkiions,liketheformsofthoughtsborn.
Intheenfoldingdarksheheardacry:
“Lyra!Lyra!”
“Iming!”shecriedbadstumbledupward,clambering,sprawling,struggling,attheendofherstrength;buthaulingherselfonandfurtherhtheghostly-gleamingsnow.
“Lyra!Lyra!”
“Imnearlythere,”shegasped.“Nearlythere,Roger!”
Pantalaimonwasgingrapidly,inhisagitation:lion,ermine,eagle,wildcat,hare,salamander,owl,leopard,everyformhedevertaken,akaleidoscopeofformsamo—
“Lyra!”
Thenshereachedthesummit,andsaashappening.
FiftyyardsawayiarlightLordAsrielwastwistingtogethertwowiresthatledtohisupturnedsledge,onwhichstoodarowofbatteriesandjarsandpiecesofapparatus,alreadyfrostedwithcrystalsofcold.Hewasdressedinheavyfurs,hisfaceillumiheflameofanaphthalamp.CrougliketheSphinxbesidehimwashisdaemon,herbeautifulspottedcoatglossywithpower,hertailmovinglazilyinthesnow.
InhermouthsheheldRogersdaemon.
Thelittlecreaturewasstruggling,flapping,fighting,onemomentabird,theadog,thenacat,arat,abirdagain,andcallingeverymomentterhimself,whowasafewyardsoff,straining,tryingtopullawayagainsttheheart-deeptug,andgoutwiththepainandthecold.Hewascallinghisdaemonsname,andcallingLyra;herantoLordAsrielandpluckedhisarm,andLordAsrielbrushedhimaside.Hetriedagain,gandpleading,begging,sobbing,andLordAsrieltooknonoticeexcepttoknockhimtotheground.
Theywereontheedgeofacliff.Beyondthemwasnothingbutahugeillimitabledark.Theywereathousaormoreabovethefrozensea.
AllthisLyrasawbystarlightalothen,asLordAsrielectedhiswires,theAurorablazedallofasuddenintobrilliantlife.Likethelongfingerofblindingpowerthatplaysbetweentwoterminals,exceptthatthiswasathousandmileshighahousandmileslong:dipping,s,undulating,glowing,acataractofglory.
Hewastrollingit...
Orleadingpowerdownfromit;fortherewasawirerunningoffahugereelonthesledge,awirethatralyupwardtothesky.Downfromthedarkswoopedaraven,andLyrakforawitchdaemon.AwitchwashelpingLordAsriel,andshehadflownthatwireintotheheights.
AndtheAurorawasblazingagain.
Hewasnearlyready.
Heturerandbeed,andRogerhelplesslycame,shakinghishead,begging,g,buthelplesslygoingforward.
“No!Run!”Lyracried,andhurledherselfdowntheslopeathim.
PantalaimonleapedatthesnowleopardandsnatchedRogersdaemonfromherjaws.Inamomentthesnowleopardhadleapedafterhim,andPantalaimoheotherdaemongo,andbothyoungdaemons,gingflick-flick-flick,turnedandbattledwiththegreatspottedbeast.
Sheslashedleft-rightwithneedle-filledpaws,andhersnarlingroardrownedevenLyrascries.Bothchildrenwerefightihtingtheformsiurbidair,thosedarkiions,thatcamethidcrowdingdowreamsofDust—
AndtheAuroraswayedabove,itstinualsurgingflickerpigoutnowthisbuilding,nowthatlake,nowthatrowofpalmtrees,socloseyoudthinkthatyoucouldstepfromthisworldtothat.
LyraleapedupandseizedRogershand.
Shepulledhard,aheytoreawayfromLordAsrielandran,handinhand,butRogercriedandtwisted,becausehisdaemonwascaughtagain,heldfastinthesnowleopardsjaws,andLordAsrielhimselfwasreagdowntowardherwithawire;andLyrakheheart-vulsingpainofseparation,andtriedtostop—
Buttheycouldntstop.
Thecliffwasslidingawaybehem.
Aireshelfofsnow,slidinginexorablydown—
Thefrozehousabelow—
“LYRA!”
Herheartbeats,leapinginanguishwithRogers—
Tight-clutghands—
Hisbody,suddenlylimpinhers;andhighabove,thegreatestwonder.
Atthemomenthefellstill,thevaultofheaven,star-studded,profound,iercedasifbyaspear.
Ajetoflight,ajetofpureenergyreleasedlikeanarrreatbow,shotupwardfromthespotwhereLordAsrielhadjoihewiretersdaemon.ThesheetsoflightandcolorthatweretheAuroratoreapart;agreatrending,grinding,g,tearingsoundreachedfromoneendoftheuotheother;therewasdrylandinthesky—
Sunlight!Sunlightshiningonthefurofagoldenmonkey....
Forthefallofthesnowshelfhadhalted;perhapsanunseenledgehadbrokenitsfall;andLyracouldsee,overthetrampledsnowofthesummit,thegoldenmonkeyspringoutoftheairtothesideoftheleopard,ahetwodaemonsbristle,owerful.Themoailwaserect,thesnowleopardssweptpowerfullyfromsidetoside.Thenthemonkeyreachedoutatentativepaw,theleopardloweredherheadwithagracefulsensualaowledgment,theytouched—
AndwhenLyralookedupfromthem,Mrs.Coulterherselfstoodthere,claspedinLordAsrielsarms.Lightplayedaroundthemlikesparksandbeamsofintenseanbaricpower.Lyra,helpless,couldonlyimagihadhappened:somehowMrs.Coultermusthavecrossedthatchasm,andfollowedheruphere....
Herows,together!Andembragsopassionately:anundreamed-ofthing.
Hereyeswerewide.Rogersbodylayinherarms,still,quiet,atrest.Sheheardherparentstalking:
Hermothersaid,“Theyllneverallowit—”
Herfathersaid,“Allowit?Wevegonebeyondbeingallowed,asifwewerechildren.Ivemadeitpossibleforaocross,iftheywish.”松语文学www.16sy.coM免费小说阅读