"Karl Edward Wagner - Kane 06 - The Book Of Kane" - читать интересную книгу автора (Wagner Karl Edward)screaming nightmare of white in which Kane had lost his way completely, and now frozen death joined
with those others who sought to bring down the ice-encrusted man who slumped forward in his saddle. Many days behind him and to the southeast lay the independent principality of Rader, once thenorthmost province of the old Serranthonian Empire, but now broken away in the collapse of the Empire which had followed the extinction of the line of Halbros-Serrantho. Rader had become a frontier backwater after the dynastic wars had destroyed the strength and wealth of the central states and had created a band of desolation cutting Rader off from the civilization to the south. Law had been lost in the imperial disintegration and never restored. In obedience to ancient principle, brute power shaped chaos into a more orderly framework, and Rader had been ruled for the past century (when it was ruled at all) by a variety of warlords. It had been a motley succession, for the land was of little value or importance. Thus its rulers had usually been petty and relativelyunambitious menтАФold nobility, adventurers, robber barons, and the like. Until some few days before, Rader had been ruled by the hated exile OrtedAk-Ceddi, onetime bandit leader turned Prophet of Sataki. Under his fanatical command, the dark cult of Sataki had exploded from obscurity into a crimson wave of terror that had overwhelmed the forestlandofShapelifar to the south and had very nearly broken forth to hurl its legions upon the southern kingdoms. But his power had at last been smashed, and Orted had fled the ruins of his Dark Crusade with only a few of his most loyal followers. Safe in the obscurity of this northern backwater, Orted had seized control of Rader with the last remnant of his former strength and had settled down to ponder the tangled riddles of fortune and power. To Rader had come Kane in the night. As the mercenary general of the ProphetтАЩs cavalry, Kane had both been creator of the fighting arm of the Dark Crusade as well as the cause of its ultimate failure. had brought on disaster for them both. Orted had escaped the ensuing slaughter of his followers, but Kane was trapped by the victorious army ofJarvo . To avoid capture by his enemies he had entered that unhallowed interdimensional corridor cursed by ancients as the Lair of Yslsl. The torments he encountered withinYslslтАЩs cosmic web of soulless horror were such that it might have been better to have accepted the mere physical torture and death from those he had thus escaped. But Kane at length accomplished that which no other man could have done. He emerged at the one other place on this world where the Lair of Yslsl impinged. It took him over a year to recover from the ordeal he suffered therein, but when he did recover he set out to kill the man who had driven him within the crawling passages of that elder world nightmare. The trail to Rader had taken him from one end of the known world to the otherтАФa trail that twisted, forked, vanished, and reappeared again. But he followed it with a singleness of purpose unfamiliar even to Kane. And almost four years after the massacre of the Satakis at Ingoldi, OrtedAk-Ceddi found himself alone in his chambers confronting Kane. The brief, vicious struggle ended most satisfactorily for Kane, who was able to present Orted with a curious gem-like crystal derived from the venom of the now extinct tomb worm of Carsultyal. Embedded in his flesh, the paralyzing venom seeped throughOrtedтАЩs writhing form and silently commenced an ineluctable disintegration of every nerve in his body, working from the tiniest to the largest cords. Kane was forced to cut short his enjoyment of the fantastic contortions of OrtedтАЩs death throes, when the ProphetтАЩs guards finally broke into the chamber. He had vaulted through the hidden passage by which he had gained entrance toOrtedтАЩs private chambersтАФthe Prophet had not been able to learn all the secrets of his sanctuaryтАФand fled the city before any organized search could be formed. Since that night Kane had been pushing steadily into the |
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