as Barzula‘s eyes.
―Dangerous?‖ she said. ―How so?‖
Mot rounded on her, baring sharp teeth, but he pulled himself up at the look of surprise
on StarLaughter‘s face.
―A trap,‖ he said, and waved his hand about. A thousand hands reflected back at him
from a myriad of trunks and branches. ―This is a trap designed by the Enemy.‖
StarLaughter frowned, and tightened her hold on her son. ―You must not let it harm him.‖
―Fear not, Queen of Heaven.‖ Sheol slipped an arm about StarLaughter‘s shoulders and
gave her a brief hug. ―No harm shall come to your son. Now…‖
Her tone suddenly brisk, Sheol turned to Rox. ―How do we proceed? Which way?‖
Rox shrugged. ―Down. Everything slopes down. The Enemy‘s craft is down. What we
need is down. ‖
―Then why do we still stand here?‖ StarLaughter asked, raising one eyebrow. She shifted
her son to a more comfortable position, and took a step forward. ―Can‘t you use your power to
scry out the…the place?‖
Rox looked at the others. ―Shall I? It is my time—my power grows each minute as terror
feeds off this pitiful land.‖
―We need to move,‖ Raspu agreed. ―If we stand about and wait the trap will only snap
shut.‖
But will it snap shut the instant we move? Sheol shared her thought with her companion
Demons, but not with StarLaughter.
Rox looked her in the eye. There is only one way to find out.
Sheol nodded. ―We must risk it. Let loose your terror, Rox. Shatter these trees, and find
the hiding place for us.‖
Rox smiled. He shifted so that he stood with his feet wide apart, and tipped back his head.
His grin widened, became more feral, then he spread his arms out wide, his fingers trembling
slightly…and screamed.
Terror raged through the trees. Every nightmare possible, every fear imaginable, every
horror that was ever conceived, flooded rampant through the crystal forest.
Far away, hidden at the edge of the crystal trees at the point where it joined the
waterways, WolfStar cried out and sagged to the floor. His breath cramped in his chest, his eyes
bulged, and his limbs trembled.
His hands convulsed, and tightened about the tiny, cold corpse he carried.
―No!‖ he whispered, and then gagged.
In yet a different part of the crystal forest, the Survivor leaned against a tree, and grinned.
His brown eyes danced with merriment.
―Predictable,‖ he whispered. ―But foolish. Very, very foolish.‖
Terror raged through the crystal forest. It bounced and jangled through the trees—and
then it reflected, reflected back toward its source a thousand times stronger than it had been born.
Straight back to the Demons and StarLaughter.
It hit them with unimaginable force.
Every one of them, StarLaughter included, fell to the crystal floor, bruising flesh and
jarring joints, their mouths opening for screams that never came because of the sheer weight of
the terror that consumed them.
The baby slid out of StarLaughter‘s arms, rolling downhill until he slammed against a
tree and lay still.
Completely still, his eyes wide open and blank, unaffected by the terror that assailed
those who cared for him.
As quickly as the terror had hit the group, it dissipated. Rox had withdrawn his power in
the extremity of his own fright, and once the source was shut off, so the terror dimmed until there
were only faint shadows left to chase each other through the forest.
Mot was the first of the Demons to recover. He struggled to his feet, his pallid flesh
quivering.
―I had always wondered how the Enemy had trapped Qeteb,‖ he said hoarsely. ―Now I
know. They must have used his own power against him. They must have reflected it back at
him!‖
Sheol bared her teeth, arched her neck, and then howled, letting the sound echo through
the forest a full minute before she shut her mouth with a snap.
―Then, knowing, we are the stronger,‖ she said. ― No-one can ever use that trap against us
again. Come, rise, and we shall set off on foot to find our stolen treasure.‖
StarLaughter came out her fugue with a start, and suddenly realised that her child was
missing. She cried out, then spotted him some paces away. She scrambled over on her hands and
knees, ripping the hem of her robe where it caught under one knee, and gathered him into her
arms, crooning softly.
―Was he hurt?‖ Raspu asked.
StarLaughter shook her head. ―He is well, see how well!‖
The five Demons were now gathered about her in a circle. They stared down at the
unmoving infant, then lifted their eyes and stared at each other.
And smiled.
The Survivor ran one hand back through his silvered hair.
Then he straightened his black leather jacket with a tug at its hem.
―Good,‖ he said. ―Good girl.‖ He patted the tree affectionately. ―That scared them! Now,
we may as well let them have what they want, and let them leave. No use holding them up any
more than we have already.‖
The Survivor smiled slowly to himself. ―But that was fun to watch.‖
Then he tensed, his eyes on a far distant form moving stealthily from tree to tree. He
caught a brief glimpse of golden wings, and coppery hair.
WolfStar!
Noah swore. He hoped the Enchanter wasn‘t going to make a nuisance of himself.
He stilled, watching the distant form carefully. Noah suddenly realised that WolfStar had
outlived his usefulness by many, many years.
―Something should have been done about you a long time ago,‖ he murmured.
Then suddenly Noah‘s face blanched, and his right hand clutched at his chest, and he
forgot all about WolfStar as the craft wreaked their deadly havoc within him.
In the end, it wasn‘t the Demons that Noah had to fear at all.
Sheol stood talking quietly to Rox, making sure he hadn‘t been harmed too greatly by the
sudden reflection of his power, then turned and gestured to StarLaughter and the other Demons.
―Come. Let us waste no more time here than we must.‖
She turned and walked deeper into the forest, her feet slipping and sliding on the
treacherous floor.
After an instant‘s hesitation, the others followed her.
They found the going difficult and nerve-wracking. Feet constantly slid out from
underneath them, and their hips and knees were continually jarred and bruised by sudden
heart-lurching tumbles.
StarLaughter, her arms so tightly wrapped about her unliving son that they sunk into his
flesh, had to spread her wings in order to maintain even the semblance of balance.
But even that worked against her, because the feathers invariably got caught in low-slung
branches. Sharp crystal twigs dug into her feathers until blood speckled the path behind her, and
she was constantly being spun about as a wing was securely lodged between branches.
StarLaughter gritted her teeth against the pain, and struggled forward. Damn all the Stars
into eternal darkness that she no longer had her power!
And why didn‘t she? Hadn‘t the Demons promised that her power would be returned to
her when she came back through the Star Gate?
Raspu caught her thought and paused, leaning a hand against a tree trunk to maintain his
balance.
The ground was now sloping alarmingly, and yet the slopes below showed more tangled
crystal branches and golden leaves for as far as the eye could see.
As StarLaughter drew level, Raspu slipped an arm about her waist and drew her tight and
hard against him.
StarLaughter, her breath momentarily jerked from her body, looked into his eyes in
fright—and then relaxed, feeling the power and warmth of his body against hers.
―Be still, Queen of Heaven,‖ Raspu whispered, his breath warm against her cheek, his
arm still warmer about her waist. ―Power shall be yours, but you must wait a little longer for it.
Once our own power has been strengthened by this Lake, then we will have some to share with
you. A different power than what you once commanded, but still power.‖
―Of course,‖ StarLaughter said, accepting. ―The Star Dance is no more, is it?‖
―No,‖ Raspu whispered, and leaned down to softly brush her lips with his. ―No more.‖
The Demons struggled lower and lower. No more tricks leapt out at them, but their
tempers grew progressively shorter as they went deeper, until they lashed out as they stumbled,
their arms and hands striking twigs and leaves from branches, leaving a scattering of crushed
crystal and trampled leaves in their path.
―Where?‖ snapped Sheol.
―Where?‖ snarled Rox.
―What is wrong?‖ StarLaughter whispered, now walking close to Raspu.
―It must be here somewhere!‖ he said, then jerked to a halt. ―Wait!‖
―What?‖ Sheol asked, turning to look at him.
Raspu stilled, sending his awareness slinking out between the trees. There was
something…something…
―Something is out there!‖ Mot said.
―What we are looking for?‖ StarLaughter asked, her eyes bright.
Raspu shook his head slowly.
―Something…else. Something…watches.‖
Noah stilled in his efforts to get back to his craft. Pain still arced through his chest and
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