Avon Murder Mystery Monthly No. 41 — page 48: what you’re looking at

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50 THE METAL MONSTER of coruscations danced gaily like fireflies about and through it. _And all her bared body was outlined in living light; glowed and throbbed with light—light filled her like a vessel, she bathed in it. She thrust arms through the streaming, flaming locks; held them out from her, prisoned. She swayed slowly, rhythmically; like a faint, golden chiming came the echo of her song. _ _Abruptly around her, half circling her on the black spur, gleamed myriads of gem fires. Flares and flames of pale emerald, steady glowing of flame rubies, glints and lambencies of deepest sapphire, of wan sap- phire, flickering opalescences, irised glitterings. A’ moment’ they gleamed. Then from them came bolt upon bolt of lightning—lightning that darted upon the lovely shape swaying there; lightnings that fell upon her, broke and dashed, cascading, from her radiant body. The lightnings bathed her—she bathed in them. The skies were covered by a swift mist. The aurora was veiled. The valley filled with a palely shimmering radiance which dropped like veils upon it, hiding all within it. Hiding within fold upon lu- minous fold—Norhala! CHAPTER VII The Shapes in the Mist a UTELY we faced each other, white and wan in the ghostly ight. The valley was very still; as silent as though sound had been with- drawn from it..The shimmering radiance suffusing it had thickened perceptibly; hovered over the valley floor faintly sparkling mists; hid it. Like a shroud was that silence. Beneath it my mind struggled, its unease, its forebodings growing ever stronger. Silently we repacked the saddlebags; girthed the pony; silently we waited for Norhala’s re- turn. Idly I had noted that the place on ‘which we stood must be raised above the level of the vale. Up toward us the gathering mists had been steadily rising; still was their wavering crest a half score feet below us. Abruptly out of their dim nebulosity a faintly phosphorescent square broke, It lifted, slowly; then swept, a dully lustrous six-foot cube, up the slope and came to rest almost at our feet. It dwelt there: contem- plated us from its myriads of deep-set, sparkling striations. GOGO .S (GO)