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Moonchild
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came the greatest of them all[13]. His face was abrupt and vehement; but a
veil was woven over it, because of the glory of his eyes, and a thick scarf,
like a cloud, held over his mouth, lest the thunder of it destroy men's hearing.
This man was so enormous that his stature spanned all heaven; and his
creatures, that moved about him, were all godlike — immensely greater than
the human. Yet were they human; but so patriarchal, so intense, that they
almost overwhelmed Iliel. On him she dared not look. He had the gift of
making every thing a thousand times larger than its natural size. She heard
one word of his, a mere call to a pet: "Tiger, tiger!" But the beast that broke
through the mazes of heaven was so vast that its claws spanned star and star.
And with all that he smiled, and a million babe-children blossomed before
him like new-budded flowers. And this man quickened as he came nigh to
Iliel; he seemed to understand wholly the nature of the Great Experiment.
But every soul in all that glorious cohort of immortals, as it touched the
cone, was whirled away like a pellet thrown upon a swiftly moving fly-
wheel. And presently she perceived the cause of this.
The tip of the cone was sheathed in silver. So white and glittering with
fierce heat was that corselot, and so mighty its pulse of vibration that she had
[229] thought it part of the cone. She understood this to be the formula of the
circle, and realized with a great ache, and then a sudden anger, that it was by
this that she was to be prevented from what might have been her fortune, the
gaining of the wardenship of a Chopin or of a Paul Verlaine.
But upon the face of Artemis was gaiety of triumph. The last of the souls
whirled away into the darkness. Humanity had tried and failed; it was its right
to try; it was its fate to fail; now came the turn of the chosen spirits, proved
worthy of the fitted fastness.
They came upon the Terrace in their legions, Valkyrie-brave in silver arms,
or like priestesses in white vestments, their hair close bound upon their
brows, or like queens of the woodland, swift for the chase, with loose locks
and bright eyes, or like little children, timid and gracious.
But amid their ranks were the black hideous forms of hags, bent and
wrinkled; and these fled instantly in fear at the vision of the blazing cone.
There were many other animal shapes; but these, seeing the cone, turned
away indifferent, as not understanding. Only the highest human-seeming
forms remained; and these appeared as if in some perplexity. Constantly they
looked from Artemis to the cone, and back again to Artemis. Iliel could feel
their thought; it was a child-like bewilderment, "But don't you understand?
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