Sara Douglass. The Twisted Citadel. DarkGlass Mountain: Book Two

surface of the lake as emerald and turquoise and silver water, forming walls and arches and

columns. About a third of the way into the sky the water slowly turned to crystal, and then a little

higher to stone of a bright turquoise set off with traceries of gleaming ivory. At the very peak of

the citadel, far, far into the sky, the three bands of the crown of Elcho Falling continued their

slow sweep through the air.

It was so big, and so beautiful, that Axis could barely comprehend it. He”d thought

Serpent”s Nest a massive mountain, but it was as nothing compared to this. This…this could

swallow nations, if it wanted.

“Elcho Falling,” said Maximilian, now turned slightly so he could look behind him, “is

not a castle, nor is it a mountain. Elcho Falling is a world within itself.”

He gave a very slight smile, as if waiting for something.

Axis tore his eyes away from Elcho Falling to frown slightly at Maximilian, wondering

why he had paused, then Axis jerked and groaned, along with every other Icarii and Lealfast

present, as abruptly the Star Dance thundered out over the land.

“Elcho Falling,” said Maximilian, his quiet voice carrying into every mind, “is also a

gateway, which is why we have armies and ambitions converging upon it.”

And soon it will be ours, sister, Eleanon said in Inardle”s mind, and she let Axis” hand

drop away.

Six or seven hours away Armat, together with Ravenna and Lister and his entire army, sat

their horses and stared.

From their distance Elcho Falling was clearly visible.

“It is…” Armat began. “It is…”

Ravenna was crying, silent tears that streamed down her cheeks. “It is extraordinary,” she

said, “and the most magical thing that any of us will see, in this lifetime or in any to come.”

“I want it,” said Armat. Indeed he wanted it. He wanted it so badly that it took all of his

strength not to dig his spurs into his horse and gallop headlong toward it. He”d always held his

doubts about what Ravenna and Lister had told him about Elcho Falling…but, if anything, they

had considerably understated its beauty…and power.

Armat was not a magical man, but he knew that Elcho Falling was of such power that the

man who commanded the citadel could command the world.

“I want it,” he said again.

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Elcho Falling

Everything was happening at once. Axis was literally stunned by the intensity of the Star

Dance flooding his existence—had he ever felt it this deeply before, or was Elcho Falling a

gateway of such power that no one, perhaps not even WolfStar, had felt the Dance to this extent?

StarDrifter had stumbled the distance between them, putting a hand on Axis” thigh and

then turning as someone landed beside them. It was Eleanon—Axis supposed that the Lealfast,

who had only ever before felt the barest of glimmers of the Star Dance, must now be

overwhelmed—and StarDrifter reached out to him, placing a hand on his shoulder, and the two

birdmen leaned close for a brief word, their shared amazement making them momentary friends.

Axis looked at Inardle. She was staring at Elcho Falling, her face white, her eyes brilliant.

There were stars dancing in them.

“Maximilian…” StarDrifter said, and there was such hunger in his voice that Axis almost

cried out.

“Yes,” said Maximilian, and Axis wondered what had been asked, and what authorized,

and was about to ask when suddenly there was a great sound and wind, and this time Axis did

cry out, for every one of the Icarii and the Lealfast had lifted into the sky and for a moment there

was nothing but the beating of wings and the rush of air.

Axis dragged his eyes away from the spectacle and looked again at Inardle. This time

there was agony in her face as she stared desperately at the Icarii and Lealfast now circling high

overhead.

Axis looked at Maximilian. “I had no idea,” he said. “Why didn”t you say something?”

“Would you have believed me?” said Maximilian. “Besides, I had no idea myself how

intact Elcho Falling remained. It has been buried so long.”

“Maxel, why were there no myths of this? Stars, news of this should have entered the

folklore of the entire world!”

“Everything was buried when Elcho Falling closed down,” Maximilian said, “even the

memory of it.”

Then he smiled. “Come. Shall we enter?”

There were two horses held in reserve for Maximilian and Ishbel, and once they had

mounted they led the nonflighted army across the shallow waters toward the citadel.

“There is actually deep water to either side of the causeway,” Maximilian said to Axis,

pointing as they rode. “The causeway is only some ten paces wide. Anyone who stepped beyond

it would be lost.”

“How can we make our way to and fro,” said Axis, “if you are not with us as guide?”

“Once Elcho Falling recognizes you as a friend—and that happens the moment you enter

the citadel with my permission—you will always find your way without effort.”

“Armat? Will this keep him at a distance?”

Maximilian shook his head. “Armat has Ravenna with him, and she well knows the ways

and paths of mystery. She can guide him, and his army, across these waters.”

“And once inside Elcho Falling?”

Maximilian gave a small smile. “Ah, once inside Elcho Falling it would be a different

matter.”

They rode in silence after that, Axis alternately studying the citadel rising before them

and looking up to see the Icarii and Lealfast circling overhead (some, he was aghast to see,

actually flying between the massive moving bands of gold) or basking in the Star Dance as it

radiated out of Elcho Falling. He thought about what Maximilian had taken from each of the

commanders present—the song he had requested from Axis was clearly designed to align Elcho

Falling with the Star Dance, but the other objects?

“Think back,” Maximilian said softly as their horses stepped onto the incline that led to a

massive arch which appeared to be made of solid water and which formed the entry into Elcho

Falling, “to that moment when you first felt the Star Dance. StarDrifter was beside you, and then…”

“Then Eleanon landed,” Axis said, thinking back. The moment when he”d first heard the

Star Dance had been so overwhelming that everything about it was a jumble of images, and he

had to sort through them to make any sense of what had happened in those first, remarkable

moments. “Eleanon landed…and…oh stars, he and my father…”

Eleanon and StarDrifter had leaned close, smiling, sharing a word.

Previously, they”d been barely able to maintain any civility toward each other.

“Even Elcho Falling cannot heal all the rifts between them,” said Maximilian, “but it can

make a beginning. The rest is up to them.”

Then Maximilian nodded at the archway.

“Elcho Falling,” he said, and then they were through.

Axis could not speak for some time. From the road that rose from the water up to the

great arch, they rode into a vast chamber of hundreds of columns supporting a high fan-vaulted

ceiling. Everything, from the floor to the columns to the fan vaulting itself, appeared to be made

of luminescent turquoise water. There were lights glowing gold through the chamber, hanging

within the columns at the point at which the columns curved out into the vaulting.

Light shimmered everywhere, glistening through and off water, striking stars into the

vaulted ceiling and ripples into the flooring.

Despite the appearance of walking on water, his horse”s hooves sounded as if they struck

solid ground with each hoof-fall, and as they passed one of the columns Axis reached out a hand

to touch it.

It looked like flowing water, but it felt solid and cool to the touch.

He swiveled in the saddle, looking about and behind him.

All the horsemen were spread throughout the chamber as they continued to ride deeper

into it. There was Egalion, and Garth, and there Inardle, there a score of men that Axis

recognized, and every last one of them had a look of stupefied wonder on their faces. Even

Ishbel, who Axis thought may have had some idea of what to expect, looked very much as

though she might not be able to speak for some time.

“Maxel…” Axis murmured, turning forward once again in the saddle.

Maximilian nodded. “I can almost understand,” he said, “why the last of the Lords of

Elcho Falling to live here decided to close it down. All this beauty must have been

heartbreaking.”

“And Escator was better?” Axis said.

Maximilian gave a soft laugh. “No. Escator was not „better.” But it was, I think,

sometimes a little more comforting.”

They continued to ride deeper and deeper into the chamber.

“If someone entered Elcho Falling without my permission, whether tacit or spoken,” said

Maximilian, “they would find it very hard to ever leave this initial chamber. They would lose

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