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Authors: Brian Lumley
Mad Moon of Dreams (12 page)
“Gytherik's gaunts!” Hero whispered to himself as hope surged up in him once more. “But they must almost be at their limits in this altitude. Whatever they intend doing, they'd best do it quickly!”
And almost as if they heard him (which indeed they did, in their way) the weapon-wielding gaunts “did something.” They angled their bodies into streamlined arrows, turned their swordsâone curved sword, which Hero now recognized as his own, and one straight, which was Eldin'sâtoward the straining bladders of flotation essence, and came zeroing in on the bags in a crazy kamikaze dive like ⦠likeâ
Like bats out of hell!
Hero's Plan
Morning light was still an hour or so away when Gytherik, unable to sleep, went up onto
Gnorri
's deck to find Limnar Dass already up and about and pacing the planks in the chill, eerie half-glow of pre-dawn. Gytherik could tell from the sky-Captain's expression that nothing had changed: Hero and Eldin were not yet returned from their inexplicable and unguessed night-quest.
Gnorri
's deck to find Limnar Dass already up and about and pacing the planks in the chill, eerie half-glow of pre-dawn. Gytherik could tell from the sky-Captain's expression that nothing had changed: Hero and Eldin were not yet returned from their inexplicable and unguessed night-quest.
But it was not until he called his grim up onto the deck from their storage-hold quarters that the gaunt-master realized the real size of the problem. Not only had the ex-waking-worlders gone off into the night, but apparently Sniffer and Biffer had also heard and answered some unknown call. And in that last Gytherik was closer to the answer than he might ever had guessed.
“Those two gaunts,” he told Limnar Dass, “are definitely a most unusual pair. They have developed charactersâI mean
real
charactersâat a frightening rate. Maybe I made an error when I gave them names. Perhaps it only served to accelerate the problem.”
real
charactersâat a frightening rate. Maybe I made an error when I gave them names. Perhaps it only served to accelerate the problem.”
“You think they went off with Hero and Eldin?” asked Limnar.
“I believe they may have gone out on their own to search for Hero and Eldin,” Gytherik answered. “Without my go-ahead.”
“Look,” said Limnar, “it will be daylight soon, or as close as it ever gets to daylight around here. I'll have the ships readied for flight, and when you think there's enough light you can go off with your grim and give this entire area a minute going over. Then, if you find anything, the flotilla will be ready to back up any action you may have started. How does that sound?”
“Mist's clearing, Cap'n Dass,” came a cry from the bridge, complementing Gytherik's nod of agreement. “Air's pretty still. Sunup is forty minutes, full daylight in one hour forty-five.”
“I may not wait for full light,” said Gytherik to the sky-Captain. “I don't like the idea of just sitting here doing nothing. The feeling is growing in me that something is very wrong. If I get the grim airborne now, when daylight comes we'll be that much further ahead.”
“Mist still clearing, Cap'n,” came the watch's cry once more. “Andâ” the crewman's voice paused and went up a notch, “âand something coming this way. Something in the clouds!”
“Where?” yelled Limnar at once, his eyes scanning gray, sluggish heavens. And to Gytherik, in a lower tone: “Could it be your gaunts?”
“Could be,” the youth answered, “âor a Leng ship!” And suddenly, excitedly he pointed up and north-westward into the sky. “There it is! But what inâ?”
His question, unspoken, hung in the air in imitation of the weird aerial device which now hove into view through a gap in the clouds. The clouds, along with the mist, were thinning, but the mad moon was already down and disappeared beyond dreamland's rim. And blown on a falling north wind the thing in the sky loomed closer, until its outlines became unmistakable.
“Why, that's the mast and basket from Hrill's ship!” gasped Limnar Dass. “The contraption those horned ones used to flee from the wreck in the desert.”
“Right,” Gytherik agreed. “Except it no longer has a sailâand it's in tow behind Sniffer and Biffer!”
“There's someone in that net,” Limnar went on, squinting his eyes as the aerial device drifted, was blown and towed closer to the ship.
“And someone elseâthree someonesâon the mast itself,” Gytherik added. Then, suddenly filled with urgency, he turned to his depleted grim and ordered them aloft. Moments later they joined the straining Sniffer and Biffer in the sky above
Gnorri II
, and in a short while the flying contraption was brought safely down and secured to the ship.
Gnorri II
, and in a short while the flying contraption was brought safely down and secured to the ship.
By then it could clearly be seen that two of the three figures on the mast were horned ones, lashed in position with ropes. Above them, Hero was quite literally frozen to the broken mastâwhile in the net Eldin blustered and roared as always until he was set free. Then the remaining flotation bags were punctured and the entire device allowed to collapse gently onto the deck, the horned ones were cut down and taken away for questioning, and Hero was gently prised from his position and carried into Limnar's cabin. There he was given brandy and covered with warm blankets.
With the horned ones out of the way, and after Sniffer and Biffer had been severely chastisedâthen petted and fondled to a ridiculous extentâby their youthful master, then Eldin, fortifying himself with a bottle of mellow golden wine, told all of what had happened. This was in the sky-Captain's cabin, where Hero, still recovering from his near-fatal freezing, merely sat and sipped at brandy while Eldin talked.
“And that was that,” the Wanderer finished. “In like a flashâlike twin flashesâcame Sniffer and Biffer, puncturing half of the bags in as much time as it takes to tell, and down we came out of the sky. The wind was in our favor, of course, but those two bloody marvelous gaunts did most of the work!”
When he sat back with his wine, both Limnar Dass and Gytherik were rightly full of questions. “But who was it called you away in the first place?” the gaunt-master wanted to know.
“And how far away exactly is this centuried city?” asked Limnar. “And just how do we get to it?”
“And do you really think that these two girls of yoursâUla and Unaâare there?” (Gytherik again.)
“Would we have a chance, do you think, in a surprise aerial attack?” (Limnar.)
And all the time Eldin's great bearded face turning first to one of his questioners, then the other, until his brows began to come down like angry thunderheads. Then it was that Hero managed to get his shivering and the chattering of his teeth under control, and with something of his old authority he commanded all:
“Now slow down, I-lads, and let's take it one qu-question at a t-time. Ula and U-Una, you ask: did they call us into a trap? I think n-not.”
“Not them, no,” growled Eldin, “but some dark demonic voice in our minds. They are there, thoughâof that we're pretty sure. As for the exact location of Sarkomand: we should find it again easily enough, simply by following the shoreline westward. We'd see the ruins from the air; and if we stayed close to the groundâ”
“Then we m-
might
also have a chance in a surprise attack, y-yes,” Hero finished it. “But I don't think we'd better let it come to that. I have a few ideas of my ownâwhich I'll come to in a moment. But for now, since it seems we've answered most of your questions, I have one f-for you.”
might
also have a chance in a surprise attack, y-yes,” Hero finished it. “But I don't think we'd better let it come to that. I have a few ideas of my ownâwhich I'll come to in a moment. But for now, since it seems we've answered most of your questions, I have one f-for you.”
“Go ahead,” said Limnar.
“F-first off, did Sniffer and Biffer bring back our swords? They did? Good! And secondly:” he lifted his blankets to peer under them at his nakedness and grinned ruefully, “does someone have a spare set of clothes I could use?”
Suitable clothes were sent for, and while Hero waited he
sipped more brandy and further recovered. His wits, it seemed, had been honed to a fine edge by his ordeal. As dawn broke on a drear but much less cloudy day, finally he gave his friends the benefit of his reasoning.
sipped more brandy and further recovered. His wits, it seemed, had been honed to a fine edge by his ordeal. As dawn broke on a drear but much less cloudy day, finally he gave his friends the benefit of his reasoning.
“We were above the clouds when Sniffer and Biffer rescued us. Out of sight of the Isharrans, Zura and Lathi alike. My guess is that they'll think we've gone right off into space. They'll think we're finally done for.” He shrugged. “Well and good, let them continue to think so. And just in case they've spies out, let's have the mast from old Hrill's ship chopped up and destroyed once and for all. If it's spotted aboard
Gnorri II
it will be a dead giveaway. As for our prisonersâ”
Gnorri II
it will be a dead giveaway. As for our prisonersâ”
“I had all but forgotten them!” Eldin excitedly, rumblingly broke in. “They might know the whereabouts of Ula and Una!”
“Right,” said Hero, “and if they doâ”
“We'll launch a rescue mission,” cried Eldin, “âa proper one this time. A full-scale attack, andâ” He paused as Hero slowly shook his head.
“No,” said the younger quester. “Stealthy does it this time, my friend: Slowly, slowly, catchee monkey!”
“Eh?” said Eldin, Limnar and Gytherik as a man. And Eldin added: “Has the cold addled your brains, lad? We're not after catching any oriental monkeys!”
Hero frowned. “That's a saying I remember from the waking world,” he informed. “I think ⦠Anyway, it doesn't matter, for even if we went at 'em full tilt we couldn't win. They outnumber us two or even three ships to one. Even if we
did
win our losses would be enormousâand probably unnecessary. No, that's not the way. Look, they think we two are finished. That's our trump card! See, I believe their snatching us was purely a delaying tactic.”
did
win our losses would be enormousâand probably unnecessary. No, that's not the way. Look, they think we two are finished. That's our trump card! See, I believe their snatching us was purely a delaying tactic.”
He paused, then turned to Limnar. “What would your course of action be if we hadn't come back?”
“Why, we'd be airborne and searching for youâstarting just about now!” answered the sky-Captain.
“So let's be at it,” said Hero. “That's what they'd expect, right? All you have to do is
avoid
the coastal region to the westâSarkomandâwhere the enemy is actually encamped. I figure it's not an easy place to spot from the air anyway. Toward evening, howeverâas night falls and before the moon risesâthe flotilla can close in, seemingly haphazardly, until the last moment. Thenâ”
avoid
the coastal region to the westâSarkomandâwhere the enemy is actually encamped. I figure it's not an easy place to spot from the air anyway. Toward evening, howeverâas night falls and before the moon risesâthe flotilla can close in, seemingly haphazardly, until the last moment. Thenâ”
“Then we catch 'em with their pants, down, eh?” guessed Eldin, only to be frustrated once more.
“No,” Hero shook his head, “for they'll have spotted our ships long before that. But while they're watching the ships, and as soon as the light begins to fail, you and me and Gytherikâand the gaunts of courseâwe'll be sneaking in on them at a very low level, perhaps out of the sea mists. While they're getting their fleet airborne to fight off Limnar's possible attack, we'll hit 'em from the rear and snatch Ula and Una.”
“But what's to stop them attacking our ships during the day?” asked the sky-Captain, not unreasonably. He frowned. “If they have superiority of numbersâ”
“That's a chance we'll take,” Hero answered. “But personally, I don't think they will attack. This is the way I see it:
“This whole thing has got to climax soon. Perhaps tonight, maybe tomorrow, certainly within three days. When we were up there above the clouds I saw the moon, and I just know that this can't go on much longer. That being so, the dreamlands are in for one hell of a batteringâfrom which they're not supposed to recover. Now then, the root of the problem lies in Sarkomandâ”
“Oorn,” put in Eldin. “Mnomquah's mate.”
“Aye,” said Hero, “Oorn.”
“So the horned ones and their allies are here simply to protect Oorn,” said Gytherik, pulling at his chin. “Is that the way you see it?”
“Something like that, yes,” Hero agreed.
“And you think they'll be loath to risk any sort of fight
where there's a chance Oorn's life may be jeopardized?” This from Limnar Dass.
where there's a chance Oorn's life may be jeopardized?” This from Limnar Dass.
“Right again,” Hero nodded, then pursed his lips. “Well, not her life, exactly. No, for I'm told it's difficult to kill these Great Old Ones. Come to think of it, I've also heard that they have telepathic powers. They can call with their minds!” He glanced at Eldin. “Maybe that explains last night's little trap, eh?
“But at any rate, the way I see it is that the enemy won't want anything to go wrong with Mnomquah's leap to Earth, which is why they'll sit still and chew their fingernails while our seven ships are nosing about. And while they're all concentrating on a possible attack from the air or the land, we must try to get Ula and Una out the back door. Our ships will be the decoy, if you see what I mean. They're faster after all and can easily outrun the Leng ships.”
“Outrun them?” Limnar Dass still seemed a little uncertain; his tone was a trifle indignant. “We are to run before them?”
“Now don't go getting upset,” said Hero placatingly, holding up a hand. “Actually, I believe my trip into the heavens has done me a lot of good. Cleared my head, as it were, of the mad moon's influence. I can see things a lot more clearly now.”
“Oh?” rumbled Eldin. “Well, I wish to hell I could! You'd better explain yourself fully.”
“Look,” Hero sighed. “If there're going to be large bits of moon's crust flying about, and tidal waves and all, and Mnomquahâin whatever shape or form he takesâstreaking from broken moon to dreamlands, and this place is to be the epicenter, more or lessâ”
“I begin to see,” whispered Gytherik. “Why, it's obvious! The last place on Earth that Zura and Lathi and all the others would want to be is here, right?”
Smiling, however wryly, Hero nodded. “The way I see it, they'll be off into spaceâmaybe even a safe spot on the dark side of the moon itselfâuntil it's all over. That's why the horned ones have gathered together a regular fleet: so that
they can make a mass escape. When it is all over, then Lathi, Zura and the Dukes get theirsâwhatever has been arranged for themâand Mnomquah and Oorn, and their workshippers the moonbeasts, and the horned ones too, inherit the dreamlands. Exceptâ”
they can make a mass escape. When it is all over, then Lathi, Zura and the Dukes get theirsâwhatever has been arranged for themâand Mnomquah and Oorn, and their workshippers the moonbeasts, and the horned ones too, inherit the dreamlands. Exceptâ”
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