按键盘上方向键 ← 或 → 可快速上下翻页，按键盘上的 Enter 键可回到本书目录页，按键盘上方向键 ↑ 可回到本页顶部！
————未阅读完？加入书签已便下次继续阅读！
鈥渘o sword can harm me；鈥潯errigor said； with a giggle like a dying man鈥檚 cough。 鈥渘ot even one made by the wallmakers。 especially not now； when i have finally assumed the last of their powers。 power that ruled before the charter； power that made the wall。 i have it now。 i have that broken puppet； my half…brother鈥攁nd i have you； my abhorsen。 power； and blood鈥敗lood for the breaking！鈥�
he reached out； and pulled the sword further into his chest； till the hilt was lodged against his skin。 sabriel tried to let go； but he was too quick； one chill hand clutching her forearm。 irresistibly； kerrigor drew her towards him。
鈥渨ill you sleep； unknowing； till the great stones are ready for your blood？鈥潯hispered kerrigor； his breath still reeking of carrion。 鈥渙r will you go waking； every step of the way？鈥�
sabriel stared back； meeting his gaze for the first time。 surely； there in the hellfire of his eyes； she could see the faintest spark of blazing white？ she unclenched her left fist； and felt the silver ring slip down her finger。 was it expanding？ 鈥渨hat would you have； abhorsen？鈥潯ontinued kerrigor； his mouth peeling back； skin already breaking at the corners； the spirit within corroding even this magically preserved flesh。
鈥測our lover crawls towards us鈥攁 pathetic sight鈥攂ut i shall have the next kiss 。 。 。鈥�
the ring was hanging in sabriel鈥檚 hand； hidden behind her back。 it had grown larger鈥攂ut she could still feel the metal expanding 。 。 。
kerrigor鈥檚 blistered lips moved towards hers； and still the ring moved in her hand。 his breath was overpowering； reeking of blood； but she had long gone beyond throwing up。 she turned her head aside at the last second； and felt； dry； corpse…like flesh slide across her cheek。
鈥渁 sisterly kiss；鈥潯huckled kerrigor。 鈥渁 kiss for an uncle who has known you since birth鈥攐r slightly before鈥攂ut it is not enough 。 。 。鈥�
again； his words were not just words。 sabriel felt a force grip her head； and move it back to face him； while her mouth was wedged apart； as if in passionate expectation。
but her left arm was free。
kerrigor鈥檚 head bent forward； his face looming larger and larger鈥攖hen silver flashed between them； and the ring was around his neck。
sabriel felt the pulsion snap off； and she leant back； trying to hurl herself away。 but kerrigor didn鈥檛 let go of her arm。 he seemed surprised； but not anxious。 his right hand went up to touch the band； fingernails falling as he did so； bone already pushing through at the fingertips。
鈥渨hat is this？ some relic of 。 。 。鈥�
the ring constricted； cutting through the pulpy flesh of his neck； revealing the solid darkness within。 that too was pressed； forced inwards； pulsating as it tried to escape。 two flaming eyes looked down in disbelief。
鈥渋mpossible；鈥潯roaked kerrigor。 snarling； he pushed sabriel away； throwing her to the floor。
in the same motion he drew the sword from his chest； the blade slowly ing free with a sound like a rasp on hardwood。
swiftly as a snake； arm and sword went out； striking through sabriel； through armor and flesh and deep into the wooden floor beyond。
pain exploded； and sabriel screamed； body convulsing around the blade in one awful reflexive curve。
kerrigor left her there； impaled like a bug in a collection； and advanced upon touchstone。
sabriel； through eyes fogged with pain； saw kerrigor look down and rip a long； jagged splinter from one of the pews。
鈥渞ogir；鈥潯ouchstone said。 鈥渞ogir 。 。 。鈥�
the splinter came down with a strangled shriek of rage。 sabriel closed her eyes and looked away； slipping into a world of her own； a world of pain。
she knew she should do something about the blood pouring out of her stomach； but now鈥敗 ith touchstone dead鈥攕he just lay where she was； and let it bleed。
then sabriel realized she hadn鈥檛 felt touchstone die。
she looked again。 the splinter had broken on his armored coat。 kerrigor was reaching out for another splinter鈥攂ut the silver ring had slipped down to his shoulders now； shredding the flesh away as it fell； like an apple corer punching the dead spirit out of the rotting corpse。
kerrigor struggled and shrieked； but the ring bound his arms。 capering madly； he threw himself from side to side； seeking to cast off the silver band that held him鈥攐nly causing yet more flesh to fall away； till no flesh remained； nothing but a raging column of darkness； constrained by a silver ring。
then the column collapsed upon itself like a demolished building； to bee a mound of rippling shadow； the silver ring shining like a ribbon。 a gleaming red eye shone amidst the silver鈥攂ut that was only the ruby； grown to match the metal。
there were charter marks on the ring again； but sabriel couldn鈥檛 read them。 her eyes wouldn鈥檛 focus； and it was too dark。 the moonlight seemed to have gone。 still； she knew what must be done。 saraneth鈥攈er hand crept to the bandolier； but the sixth bell wasn鈥檛 there鈥攐r the seventh； or the third。 careless of me； thought sabriel； careless鈥敗ut i must plete the binding。 her hand fell on belgaer for a moment； and almost drew it鈥攂ut no； that would be release 。 。 。 finally； she drew ranna； whimpering with the pain of even that small movement。
ranna was unusually heavy； for so slight a bell。 sabriel rested it against her chest for a moment； gathering strength。 then； lying on her back； transfixed with her own sword； she rang the bell。
ranna sounded sweet； and felt forting； like a long…expected bed。 the sound echoed through the hall； and out； to where a few men still battled with the dead。 all who heard it ceased their struggles； and lay themselves down。
the badly wounded slipped easily into death； joining the dead who had followed kerrigor； those less hurt fell into a healing sleep。
the mound of darkness that had been kerrigor split into two distinct hemispheres； bounded by an equatorial ring of silver。 one hemisphere was as black as coal； the other a gleaming white。
gradually； they melted into two distinct forms鈥敗wo cats； joined at the throat like siamese twins。
then the silver ring split in two； a ring around each neck； and the cats separated。 the rings lost their brilliance； slowly changing color and texture till they were red leather bands； each supporting a miniature bell； a miniature ranna。
two small cats sat side by side。 one black； one white。 both leaned forward； throats moving； and each spat up a silver ring。 the cats yawned as the rings rolled towards sabriel； then curled up and went to sleep。
touchstone watched the rings roll through the dust； silver flashing in the moonlight。 they hit sabriel鈥檚 side； but she didn鈥檛 pick them up。 both her hands still clutched ranna； but it was silent； resting below her breasts。 her sword loomed above her； blade and hilt casting the moonshadow of a cross upon her face。
something from his childhood memory flashed through touchstone鈥檚 mind。 a voice； a messenger鈥檚 voice； speaking to his mother。
鈥渉ighness； we bring sorrowful tidings。 the abhorsen is dead。鈥�
epilogue death seemed colder than ever before； sabriel thought； and wondered why； till she realized she was still lying down。
in the water； being carried along by the current。
for a moment； she started to struggle； then she relaxed。
鈥渆veryone and everything has a time to die 。 。 。鈥�
she whispered。 the living world and its cares seemed far away。 touchstone lived； and that made her glad； inasmuch as she could feel anything。
kerrigor was defeated； imprisoned if not made truly dead。 her work was done。 soon she would pass beyond the ninth gate； and rest forever 。 。 。
something grabbed her arms and legs； picked her up out of the water and set her down on her feet。
鈥渢his is not your time；鈥潯aid a voice； a voice echoed by half a hundred others。
sabriel blinked； for there were many shining human shapes around her； hovering above the water。 more than she could count。 not dead spirits； but something else； like the mothersending called by the paper boat。 their shapes were vague； but instantly recognizable； for all wore the deep blue with the silver keys。 every one was an abhorsen。
鈥済o back；鈥潯