Потерянный континент: история Атлантиды
6. The Biters Of The City Walls
Oh!Forthesakeofyourfortune,speakhimfair,”cameYlga’svoiceinahurriedwhisperfrombehindus.ButtheEmpresstooknonoticeofit.Sheleanedforwardonthecushionsofthedivanwithaknitbrow.
“Doyoudaretothreatenme,oldman,knowingwhatIam?”
“Iknowyourorigin,”hesaidgravely,“aswellasyouknowityourself.Asformydaring,thatisasmallmatter.HeneedbebutatimidmanwhodarestosaywordsthattheHighGodsputonhislips.”
“IshallrulethiskingdomasIchoose.Ishallbrookinterferencefromnocreatureonthisearth,orbeneathit,orintheskyabove.TheGodshavechosenmetobeTheirregentinAtlantis,andTheydonotdeposemethroughsuchcreaturesasyou.Goaway,oldman,andplaythefanaticinanothercourt.ItiswellthatIhaveanancientkindlinessforyou,oryouwouldnotleavethisplaceunharmed.”
“Now,indeed,youarelost,”IheardYlgamurmurfrombehind,andtheoldmaninfrontofusdidnotmoveastep.Instead,helifteduptheSymbolofourLordtheSun,andlaunchedhiscurse.“YourblasphemygivesthereplyIaskedfor.HearmenowmakedeclarationofwaronbehalfofThoseagainstwhomyouhavethrownyourinsults.YoushallbeoverthrownandsenttothenetherGods.Atwhatevercostthelandshallbepurgedofyouandyours,andalltheevilthathasbeendonetoitwhilstyouhavesulliedthethroneofitsancientkings.Youwillnotamend,neitherwillyouyieldtamely.Youvauntthatyousitasfirmonyourthroneasthispyramidreposesonitsbase.Seehowlittleyouknowofwhatthefuturecarries.
