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<blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 4475366" data-attributes="member: 3285"><p><strong>To Walk in Carcosa: Part 2 – The Road and the Forest</strong></p><p></p><p>The black mirror of the loch stretched out—a long, thin cut between the mountain ridges that contained it. Edwards’ house stood on the loch’s eastern end. </p><p></p><p>“For a laird, his house is not as impressive as I imagined,” said Ilmarė. It was a largish two-story stone hunting lodge, rather ugly. Two wagons stood in front of it, almost completely hidden by snow. No footprints or horse tracks were visible.</p><p></p><p>A thin, white mist rolled up from the water and around and past the house. There was no noise, no lights no movement. </p><p></p><p>As soon as they moved, the mist thickened around them. Visibility quickly lessened, but as it did they caught a glimpse of something new. There was a new structure—a large, white arch that looked ceremonial. It was completely incongruous in surroundings.</p><p></p><p>“It’s happening again,” sighed Kham. </p><p></p><p>They became aware of other buildings around them. The mist was gone. Even behind them there were streets. They stood in the middle of a city, a city that did not belong there. In front of them, the large ornate arch was topped by elaborate statuary depicting a pair of lions rearing and fighting. </p><p></p><p>“That wasn’t thar a moment ago,” said Scarbelly.</p><p></p><p>“The whole city wasn’t there before,” said Ilmarė.</p><p></p><p>The house was no longer visible. Neither was the loch. It was clear that the sky no longer belonged to Arcanis. Though it appeared to be night, with stars everywhere, there were also two pale suns low in the sky that bathed the city in a pearl light. </p><p></p><p> “We’re back in Carcosa,” said Kham. He seemed resigned to his fate. “Only this time it’s not frozen over. They must have finished another summoning ritual.”</p><p></p><p>The city was laid out around half the shoreline of a calm lake—the other half was lightly forested with firs and birch—elegant buildings rose away up the steep slopes from the water arranged about plazas, avenues, pools, canals, and formal parks and gardens. There was architecture of all kinds present, but most of the city had a formal, Coryani-feel with white marble bell towers, ornate relief work, small bridges, columns, red roof tiles, and marble domes. </p><p></p><p>“The gate,” said Scarbelly. “It…changed.”</p><p></p><p>The city gate had indeed changed when they looked away from it for a split second. Lower and gilded, it was now topped instead by a single horse-headed bird fashioned from onyx. In the blink of it eye, it became a tall, thin building, with a simple wooden door at its base. A great flame burned in a brazier on its flat roof.</p><p></p><p>“It’s some kind of lighthouse,” said Prolk.</p><p></p><p>There was a dim light showing through the door that stood ajar, but there was no one inside. </p><p></p><p>“Thar be masks inside,” said Rask. “Just enough fer each o’ us.”</p><p></p><p>Kham caught Ilmarė’s gaze. She was staring at the sky. “The two suns are weird, I know.”</p><p></p><p>The elorii shook her head. She just pointed.</p><p></p><p>A pair of outlines flew across one then the other sun, before losing themselves in the inky sky. The stars seemed to wink. </p><p></p><p>“Byakhee,” she said. “The sky is crop-thick with the things.”</p><p></p><p>Kham ducked into the lighthouse and came back wearing a mask. It was a harlequin, with a black mask over interlocking green, yellow, and red diamonds together with a shepherdess with pale skin and rosy cheeks and lips. </p><p></p><p>“Let’s not give the Brotherhood an excuse to notice us.” He handed the remaining masks out.</p><p></p><p>Ilmarė donned a plain ivory mask with inlaid jet that made moving shadows. It was both beautiful and disturbing.</p><p></p><p>“I’m nay goin’ t’ put a mask on,” said Scarbelly.</p><p></p><p>Kham paused. “I’m still waiting for you to take yours off. Let’s go.” He walked through the archway into Carcosa.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="talien, post: 4475366, member: 3285"] [b]To Walk in Carcosa: Part 2 – The Road and the Forest[/b] The black mirror of the loch stretched out—a long, thin cut between the mountain ridges that contained it. Edwards’ house stood on the loch’s eastern end. “For a laird, his house is not as impressive as I imagined,” said Ilmarė. It was a largish two-story stone hunting lodge, rather ugly. Two wagons stood in front of it, almost completely hidden by snow. No footprints or horse tracks were visible. A thin, white mist rolled up from the water and around and past the house. There was no noise, no lights no movement. As soon as they moved, the mist thickened around them. Visibility quickly lessened, but as it did they caught a glimpse of something new. There was a new structure—a large, white arch that looked ceremonial. It was completely incongruous in surroundings. “It’s happening again,” sighed Kham. They became aware of other buildings around them. The mist was gone. Even behind them there were streets. They stood in the middle of a city, a city that did not belong there. In front of them, the large ornate arch was topped by elaborate statuary depicting a pair of lions rearing and fighting. “That wasn’t thar a moment ago,” said Scarbelly. “The whole city wasn’t there before,” said Ilmarė. The house was no longer visible. Neither was the loch. It was clear that the sky no longer belonged to Arcanis. Though it appeared to be night, with stars everywhere, there were also two pale suns low in the sky that bathed the city in a pearl light. “We’re back in Carcosa,” said Kham. He seemed resigned to his fate. “Only this time it’s not frozen over. They must have finished another summoning ritual.” The city was laid out around half the shoreline of a calm lake—the other half was lightly forested with firs and birch—elegant buildings rose away up the steep slopes from the water arranged about plazas, avenues, pools, canals, and formal parks and gardens. There was architecture of all kinds present, but most of the city had a formal, Coryani-feel with white marble bell towers, ornate relief work, small bridges, columns, red roof tiles, and marble domes. “The gate,” said Scarbelly. “It…changed.” The city gate had indeed changed when they looked away from it for a split second. Lower and gilded, it was now topped instead by a single horse-headed bird fashioned from onyx. In the blink of it eye, it became a tall, thin building, with a simple wooden door at its base. A great flame burned in a brazier on its flat roof. “It’s some kind of lighthouse,” said Prolk. There was a dim light showing through the door that stood ajar, but there was no one inside. “Thar be masks inside,” said Rask. “Just enough fer each o’ us.” Kham caught Ilmarė’s gaze. She was staring at the sky. “The two suns are weird, I know.” The elorii shook her head. She just pointed. A pair of outlines flew across one then the other sun, before losing themselves in the inky sky. The stars seemed to wink. “Byakhee,” she said. “The sky is crop-thick with the things.” Kham ducked into the lighthouse and came back wearing a mask. It was a harlequin, with a black mask over interlocking green, yellow, and red diamonds together with a shepherdess with pale skin and rosy cheeks and lips. “Let’s not give the Brotherhood an excuse to notice us.” He handed the remaining masks out. Ilmarė donned a plain ivory mask with inlaid jet that made moving shadows. It was both beautiful and disturbing. “I’m nay goin’ t’ put a mask on,” said Scarbelly. Kham paused. “I’m still waiting for you to take yours off. Let’s go.” He walked through the archway into Carcosa. [/QUOTE]
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