Волхв

Chapter 29

           Hewasstanding,darker-skinned,inablackchiton,spectacularlyterrified,hisarmsflungback,andhisheadaverted.Itwasaposewithoutrealism,yeteffectivelytheatrical.Thebeamsweptbacktothegoddess.Shehadthebowatfullstretch,thehornblewagain,thearrowwent.Isawitfly,butlostitsflightintheabruptdarknessasthetorchflickedoffagain.Amomentlateritshoneontheman.Hewasclutchingthearroworanarrowinhisheart.Hefellslowlytohisknees,swayedasecond,thenslumpedsidewaysamongthestonesandthyme.Thetorchlingeredamomentonhim,thenwentout.Apollostoodimpassively,surveying,apalemarmorealshadow,likesomedivineumpire,presidentofthearena.Thegoddessbegantowalk,astridinghuntresswalk,towardshim,hersilverbowslunglikearifleoveroneshoulder.Asshecamenear,intothediffusebeamofweaklight,heheldouthishand.Theystoodlikethat,facingme,handinhand,Apolloandhissister,Artemis-Diana.Thebeamwentout.Isawthemretreatintothedarkpenumbraofthetrees.Silence.Night.Asifnothinghadhappened.IlookedbackatConchis.Hehadnotmoved.Itriedtounderstand.Itriedtothinkwhatconnectiontherewasbetweentheelderlymanontheroadbythehotel,the"pre-haunting,"andthisscene.DuringthetellingIthoughtIhadgraspedthepointofthecaractêreofdeDeukans;Conchishadbeentalkingofhimselfandme;theparallelsweretoocloseforittobeanythingelse.

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