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-
-                         FOG OF THE FORGOTTEN
-
-                            By BASIL WELLS
-
-               The fog of their world matched the fog in
-             their minds. Rebelling against science, they
-              smashed it, dragged their people down into
-             the ancient mists. But Ho Dyak wanted light.
-
-           [Transcriber's Note: This etext was produced from
-                      Planet Stories Winter 1946.
-         Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that
-         the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed.]
-
-
-The fog sea thinned before Ho Dyak, and he could see the dank rocks of
-the cliffs he scaled a scant twenty feet beneath his feet. The network
-of blue-veined pale vines that he climbed thinned even as the air
-itself thinned. Far below him in the lowlands the mat of _agan_ vines
-was three hundred feet in depth in many places.
-
-Higher and higher climbed Ho Dyak, his long pale face, with its full
-red lips and great thick-lidded purple eyes, drawn with pain. For the
-air of the uplands was chill. As the fog thinned, so too dropped the
-temperature.
-
-Ho Dyak gripped tighter the pouch of flayed _drogskin_, in which five
-of the forbidden foot-long cylinders of metal skins nestled, as he
-paused for a moment to rest. It was because of them, the forbidden
-scrolls stored in a musty forgotten chamber of the Upper Shrine of
-Lalal, the One God of Arba, that Ho Dyak was now climbing into the
-frigid death of the cloudless uplands.
-
-The ivory-skinned body of the man was swathed in layer upon layer of
-quilted and padded garments of leather and fabric. His two feet, with
-their webbed outstretched toes, and his short stubby middle limbs,
-strong-fingered webbed hands at their ends, were encased in sturdy
-mitten-like moccasins. Only his long upper hands were encased in stout
-leather gloves with four divisions--one for the thumb and the other
-three for his four-jointed fingers.
-
-Over his grotesquely swollen bulk, for which his myriad garments were
-responsible, Ho Dyak's sword belt and the filled sheath of javelin-like
-darts were belted. To his crossed belts also were attached his
-broad-bladed machete-like knife and the throwing stick for his dwarfish
-spears.
-
-No longer did he fear pursuit. The fighting priests, the dark-robed
-_orsts_ of Lalal, had brought with them none of the warm garments Ho
-Dyak wore. Their shouts and sacred battle cries had died away on the
-slopes a mile or more beneath where he now perched. For the moment he
-was safe from their vengeance.
-
-"I will see what lies above the fog sea," said Ho Dyak to the
-unresponsive ladder-like network of _agan_ he climbed. "Perhaps I can,
-for a few short hours, see the vast plateaus that once my people ruled."
-
-The _agan_ made no answer, as Ho Dyak had expected it would not, but
-he bent his gaze more closely upon its smooth stems. A greenish tinge
-lay upon them, a tinge that in the lowlands only the rocks or tarnished
-metals bore. The man's heart beat faster despite the chilling cold. He
-was approaching an unknown zone of life!
-
-The fog sea split apart abruptly. His broad shoulders and then his
-thickly padded middle came above the last remnants of the mist. And
-he sensed a warmth that came from above--not a pleasant warmth, but a
-strangely stinging heat. He turned his hooded eyes skyward and pain
-filled his brain at the glaring redness of the lights that blazed
-there. Three suns, one huge primary and its offspring, that hung in the
-cloud-banked blue heavens overhead.
-
-       *       *       *       *       *
-
-Darkness dwindled into grayness and he could see. He was looking out
-across a level rolling expanse of fleecy nothingness. A soft sea of
-foggy mystery from which vagrant hills of vapor drifted upward lightly
-and settled back again. Down beneath that impenetrable damp blanket, he
-knew, lay the pleasant stone buildings and palaces of his people, and
-further away out there rolled the gloomy steaming sea of Thol where men
-fished and hunted for the mighty aquatic monsters of the deeps.
-
-It was as though his homeland had never been, and he was a castaway
-here on this sun-drenched vine-covered slope with the blood chilling in
-his muscular squat body. He shivered.
-
-He looked upward and his heart hammered new warmth into his muscles as
-he saw that the rim of the mighty wall he ascended was but a score of
-feet above. He swung himself upward swiftly.
-
-Then he was standing upon a level expanse of grassy land beside
-a slow-flowing brook. The stream was clogged with aquatic lush
-vegetation, and further up along it he saw moving shapes, lizard-like
-creatures and four-legged graceful animals that were covered with a
-dusty golden fur. Beyond was a jungle of vine-linked growth, and far
-beyond that a vast escarpment climbed, step upon step, upward to the
-white-helmeted peaks of a mountain range.
-
-It was at this moment that Ho Dyak became aware of the ragged roaring
-sound from overhead. He squinted his eyes and was careful not to
-look into the terrible flare of light that was the suns. The sound
-increased. After a moment he saw a dark speck low down to the western
-horizon, a speck that grew into a long stub-winged shape with vapor
-flaring like smoke from its rear.
-
-At first Ho Dyak thought that some living monstrous thing was diving
-upon him, and then he saw the fixed rigidity of the boatlike elongated
-craft. This was a man-made thing, a ship that rode noisily through the
-air even as the great canoes of the fisherfolk sailed upon the hot
-waves of mighty Thol.
-
-It was thus that the ancestors of his race had ridden in the long-dead
-ages before the fog seas shrank downward from the mountains and
-plateaus. This was one of the machines that his embittered race had
-destroyed after cataclysmic disaster swept their world. He had thought
-that only in these precious stolen scrolls was there any record of that
-mighty civilization; yet here before his eyes a mighty thing of metal
-dropped swiftly.
-
-Then the winged thing seemed to explode and crumple as it nosed into
-the green expanse of tangled grasses near him. Flames licked out from
-the rear of the craft!
-
-       *       *       *       *       *
-
-Three days had passed there upon the plateau shelf above the fog sea.
-And Ho Dyak had not returned to the welcome warmth of the lowlands
-of Arba. Instead, he had found a great spring of boiling water in
-the rocky valley not far from the crashed ship of the sky, and about
-this he had built a sturdy dome of clay-plastered stones. Within this
-comfortably damp and well-heated den Ho Dyak sprawled and talked
-through the slitted doorway that was closed with triple hides of giant
-upland lizards.
-
-"I do not understand," said the lanky sandy-haired man who sat,
-sweating, outside the steaming mud-daubed mound, "why your people, with
-their marvelous control of telepathy and their one-time control over
-all this world, are content to live in savagery along the narrow strip
-of beach they now possess."
-
-Ho Dyak did not move his lips as he answered. Unlike the Earthman from
-the _Lo_, he did not need to speak aloud to transmit his thoughts. His
-hasty schooling of the two men and the girl he had rescued from the
-battered _Lo_ had been designed to afford immediate communication.
-Later he would impress upon their brains the process of speechless
-transmission.
-
-"Inventions, mechanical knowledge, brought about the downfall of
-Arba, Glade Nelson. Lest any further destructive device do away with
-our last zone of liveable atmosphere all mechanical knowledge and
-experimentation is forbidden."
-
-The Earthman snorted. "I know that, Hodiak," he said, using his own
-word for the squat ivory-skinned man, "but with pressure cities,
-transparent domes you know, and heated suits like the space suit we
-gave you, there's no reason why your ancient lands should remain
-abandoned."
-
-"I agree with you, Earthman. Some of the wisest men of Arba have felt
-the same. But the priests of Lalal have branded them, branded them
-with blindness, and driven them out into the _agan_ jungles. They are
-content with the barbaric simplicity of the lowlands."
-
-"Perhaps," said Glade Nelson, "now that you have escaped with your life
-and your vision you can help your people in spite of themselves."
-
-Ho Dyak shook his big square head. The broad curly tendrils that
-sprouted yellowly from his skull half-covered the delicate sharp tips
-of his upthrust thin ears.
-
-"The power of Lalal over the common people is no light thing."
-
-The thoughts of the Earthman were confused for a moment and then Ho
-Dyak heard, through the ears of Nelson, the frantic screams of the
-Earthwoman, the dark-haired sister of Nelson's employer, hairy, stocky
-Albert Gosden.
-
-       *       *       *       *       *
-
-Nelson snatched his high-powered rifle and raced away toward the sound.
-Ho Dyak sprang to his feet as well and slipped swiftly into the space
-suit that Nelson had provided him. He set the heat controls for a
-comfortable 200 degrees and pushed aside the hide curtains.
-
-He went racing after the Earthman. Although unhampered by the
-cumbersome space suit Ho Dyak wore and fleet of foot, Nelson saw the
-ivory man go racing by him and he marveled at the strength and vitality
-of the squat Arban. Then they were at the stream, beside a swampy lake,
-dotted here and there with tree islets and banks of reeds, searching
-for the girl.
-
-They saw her flailing away at a swarm of scaly black lizard things,
-young seven and eight foot-long _drogs_, with a leafy branch. She was
-safe enough from them as she sat in the crotch of a moss-hung jungle
-giant at the lake's green-scummed rim. But Ho Dyak saw the ripples
-that were converging on the girl from other portions of the pool, and
-he reached down to the weapons belted now about his dull-sheened space
-suit.
-
-"Albert's dead!" Marta Gosden sobbed, thwacking away. There was a
-bloody broken thing, or rather, things, that some of the young _drogs_
-quarreled over in the thick muddy shallows.
-
-Ho Dyak was busy now with his copper-tipped javelins. He was killing
-as swiftly as his throwing stick could contact the sturdy butts of the
-javelins.
-
-"Kill them," he flashed at Nelson, "for the grown monsters come."
-
-But the lanky man with only two arms did not heed his order. In
-the excitement of the moment Nelson had reverted to the use of his
-ears--his mental receptive powers were as yet too untrained. Ho Dyak
-fought alone while Glade Nelson shouted to the girl to climb down a
-drooping limb toward him.
-
-Ho Dyak drove the crawling lizard-beasts back until he stood beneath
-the tree. He held up his two upper arms, and the girl dropped her leafy
-useless club before she slid down the loose rough bark of the trunk.
-Then Ho Dyak turned and raced with her in his arms away from the lake.
-
-Nelson roared with sudden fear. Almost upon Ho Dyak's heels a huge
-mouth gaped suddenly from the murky water and then a scaly six-legged
-monster came charging up over the low marshy bank. Behind the first
-_drog_ came another, and then another. All of them were over twenty
-feet in length and their pace was not slow. They were overhauling the
-burdened ivory man.
-
-[Illustration: _Ho Dyak put her down and turned to face the drog._]
-
-Ho Dyak put the girl down. He gave her a push in the direction of the
-wrecked ship and with the same motion turned to face the _drog's_
-gaping maw. His stout double-edged sword was in his hand. He could feel
-its welcome pressure through the insulated layers of _siladur_ that
-sealed out the chill air of the plateau.
-
-His sword flicked up toward the eye of the huge dragon. He pressed the
-button that released the needle-like extension from the weapon's tip,
-and his prolonged weapon ripped through the huge reddish eyeball. The
-monster roared with rage, and whistling with its blasting breath, swung
-its head. Again the sword flashed and the blinded monster dashed itself
-against a huge smooth-boled tree. Its legs crumpled for a moment and
-then it was up ripping ferociously with great nails and rending jaws at
-the unresisting wood.
-
-By now Nelson had taken a hand. His rocket projectiles were shattering
-the armor-plated _drogs_. They were down upon the swampy turf, their
-mighty bulks crimsoned and torn, and yet they hissed and growled while
-their dead limbs shredded the dank black muck.
-
-The Earthman turned his weapon upon the unseeing lizard thing and blew
-its head from its ugly scaly neck. Even then the legs continued to
-strip bark from the great tree, nor did the great body collapse for
-several long minutes.
-
-Ho Dyak cleaned his sword-tip and pressed it back upon the spring at
-its base. Then he went to Nelson and the girl. She had come back when
-she saw the _drogs_ were down. Nelson was holding the girl in his arms,
-talking softly to her. He could see in their unguarded minds that they
-loved one another.
-
-So it was that he turned abruptly away and went back to his comfortable
-steam-heated igloo of stones. Memories of Mian Ith, she of the rioting
-pinkish-brown tendrils and the full-breasted slim young body, came
-to him. Memory of the Earthman's words came to him and his full lips
-smiled. Yes, he could rebel and lead others.
-
-"Tomorrow," he told himself, "I will go again to the Place of Lalal.
-There I will find others of the precious scrolls of the ancients. And
-when I return I will bring with me Mian Ith."
-
-With the knowledge of the Earthman coupled with his own he might indeed
-restore to his people the empire they had lost when the fog seas shrank
-away....
-
-       *       *       *       *       *
-
-Glade Nelson, the Earthman, walked as far as the rim of the lower
-plateau with Ho Dyak. And, before he swung down into the foggy lake
-that hid the lowlands and the sea of Thol, he told the Earthman that he
-might not return.
-
-"If I do not come back," he said, "there is a possibility that you can
-return to Earth."
-
-Nelson laughed half-heartedly. "Not in the _Lo_," he said.
-
-"Naturally," Ho Dyak flashed back, "but your helicopter, that you
-planned to use for exploration on that other planet--"
-
-"Mars," supplied Nelson. "Gosden financed the trip and purchased the
-ship for me. I'd had experience with submarines and aircraft during the
-Second War, and Gosden knew me then. His sister stowed away aboard. We
-were several thousand miles out into space when we discovered her. We
-turned back to Earth then; our supplies were insufficient."
-
-Ho Dyak smiled. "When was it," he wanted to know, "that you realized
-something was so terribly wrong--that this was not your home planet?"
-
-"Almost as soon as we had sighted your world of Thrane," said Nelson.
-"Then we saw the three suns and the two extra planets of your system."
-He lighted one of his last cigarettes. "Just how did we get here?"
-
-"Probably hit a space-time-material eddy. Our scientists created an
-artificial eddy, a sort of gateway you might say, between parallel
-worlds. That's how we lost our dense protective atmospheric envelope.
-The vibrational gateways, in the course of many years' usage, became
-permanent. Our ancestors no longer could seal them shut by cutting off
-the power.
-
-"And so our precious atmosphere drained off into a dozen parallel
-dimensional worlds. Fortunately the gateways were on the upper plateaus
-and so a thin envelope of denser air remains. But one of those doors
-leads through to Earth! Maybe several of them."
-
-Nelson gripped Ho Dyak's bulky shoulder.
-
-"You mean," he gasped, "this is really Earth? Only changed?"
-
-Ho Dyak agreed. "Something like water and sand," he explained, "when
-they're mixed together. They're distinct but occupy the same space." He
-turned toward the sea of fog and stepped down into it.
-
-       *       *       *       *       *
-
-He slipped through the sheltering upper layer of _agan_ vines, their
-huge disc-shaped leaves of blue-veined yellow as a protective screen
-about him. Here, three hundred feet above the mucky soil, the thick
-rubbery coils were not matted together into a solid wall as they were
-much lower.
-
-He was soon approaching the seacoast city of Gorda, capital and chief
-city of the priest-ruled nation of Arba. He saw where the floor of
-writhing pale vegetable stems dropped away abruptly to the mile-wide
-clearing that the heavy blades of convicted criminals kept cleared
-away. The shouts of the men, as they hung back on their ropes and hewed
-at the thick fleshy wall of growth, came faintly to his ears from the
-fog-shroud off to his left.
-
-The sound of the booming surf came now from the right. He could not see
-further away than fifteen feet, although his heavy-lidded purple eyes
-were sharper than the majority of his people, but by the muffled sounds
-of the city below and the steady throb of the surf's drumbeat, he
-knew that he was nearing the forgotten twin spikes of a ruined tower.
-Directly opposite this tower the Place of Lalal heaped its thirty
-levels, terrace upon terrace, into the eternal thick mistiness of the
-fog sea.
-
-Then he saw the tips of the tower, two man-made juts of metal ten feet
-apart and covered with great orange and golden knobs of wrinkled warty
-fungi. The round holes of _sliran_ tunnels gaped beside the vine-buried
-dome of the ruined tower--the many-legged blue-scaled snaky lengths
-of those hideous monsters had kept open a rounded tube something over
-three feet in diameter.
-
-Ho Dyak had been here before. He drew his sword and lowered himself
-into the steep slanting hole. As he descended he heard from above the
-increasingly louder voices of men--some of the workers and their guards
-were passing. He had entered the _sliran_ burrow none too soon. And
-now, if he did not encounter a _sliran_ in the vine-walled tube, he
-would shortly be inside the helmet dome of one-time silvery metal that
-capped the deserted tower.
-
-A moment later he stepped from the tunnel into the moist thick heat of
-the broken dome. The broad phosphorescent band of light that was built
-into the walls of all Arban architecture, waist-high, was dimmed by the
-slime of ages. But he could see. The dome's interior was not occupied
-by any of the huge stubby-legged snakes. The _slirans_ spent most of
-their lives in the muddy pools and root caverns at ground level.
-
-He turned down the ramp that wound into the depths. A forgotten
-stone-walled passage led under the city walls into the heart of the
-massive stone pile that was the Place of Lalal. And there, in the
-pleasant upper-level quarters of the One Orst, the high priest of
-Lalal, lived the daughter of the One Orst, Mian Ith!
-
-       *       *       *       *       *
-
-From his leather jerkin and his weapons, some time later, Ho Dyak wiped
-the slime and encrusted mud. He was hidden in a deserted apartment upon
-the fourteenth level, the same level that housed the children and mates
-of the One Orst. Thus far had his dark robe, the garment of a fighting
-priest who now lay trussed-up with his own harness on the second level,
-brought him.
-
-Suddenly he crouched behind a massive chest of hammered silver. The
-apartment's oval stone door-slab was swinging inward! Ho Dyak's sword
-cleared the leather of his sheath silently. He recognized the voice of
-the woman who entered the room--Mian Ith! And behind her came a man,
-a blue-robed priest, one of the seekers after wisdom pledged to the
-celibate life of a thinker. He wondered why the woman he adored came
-stealthily to this musty, empty place with this dreamy-eyed seer of the
-mysteries of Lalal.
-
-"My darling!" cried Mian Ith, her arms going about the slight body of
-the thinker. "It is so long since we were together!"
-
-"I feared," answered the seeker, his soft high-pitched voice more
-feminine than Mian Ith's, "that Ho Dyak would persuade your father
-that you should be his mate. He, like you, wore the red robes of the
-priestly rulers."
-
-Mian Ith laughed. "The great muscled fool," she sneered. "He thought
-that I loved him. He told me of his studies in the forbidden books of
-the Ancients. Iiiy! but did he reveal his twisted unbelieving soul to
-me! It was a little matter to lay a trap for him--to rid myself of him
-forever."
-
-Ho Dyak felt his lips curl back from his teeth with scorn and hatred.
-This, this--woman! Say, rather, this female _sliran_. She had betrayed
-him to the priests of Lalal that she might be free to continue her
-forbidden trysts with this puny seeker! It was true. He could read the
-woman's unshielded mind now. He had never attempted to do so heretofore.
-
-Two slashes of his keen-edged bronze sword and he would be avenged.
-And yet Ho Dyak shook his head even as the thought came to him. He was
-well rid of the false-tongued Mian Ith and the dreamy-eyed seeker he
-despised. Better had Mian Ith chosen a stalwart black-robed warrior or
-yellow-robed toiler for her lover.
-
-The man and the woman moved into the other room, their four arms
-interlocked and their soft head tendrils mingled in that half-embrace.
-And Ho Dyak slipped from the outer door into the corridor beyond. A
-half-ruined ramp within the walls, a ramp sealed off ages past and
-revealed to the boy, Ho Dyak, by a dislodged block of masonry, opened
-off the ramp a level above. In this way had Ho Dyak climbed in the
-bygone years to the Upper Shrine of Lalal and taken from the thousands
-of inscribed metal scrolls those he wished to study.
-
-He would go to the Upper Shrine, fill his pouch with other slim metal
-skin records of the past, and take as well certain small mysterious
-objects sealed in crystalline spheres. The Earthman might know their
-purpose.
-
-And so Ho Dyak ascended the ramp and squeezed through the shadowed
-opening so familiar to him.
-
-Later, Ho Dyak turned for a last look about the Upper Shrine. He saw
-crystal-walled cases and unrusting metal devices of the Ancients. Here
-was static knowledge and machinery that might make Arba the mightiest
-nation upon the shores of the Sea of Thol. He touched lightly the pouch
-where nine more of the precious metal scrolls nested. Perhaps after all
-these centuries the wisdom of the forgotten ages would come to life
-beneath his four hands' clumsy touch.
-
-It was then that the javelins came from the grayness of the Shrine's
-further corners.
-
-       *       *       *       *       *
-
-The One Orst had laid a trap here for Ho Dyak, that profaner of the
-sacred place, should he ever return!
-
-One javelin pierced his side and another passed completely through the
-upper muscles of his left middle arm. A third keen-tipped miniature
-spear struck the handle of his sword and its copper point blunted
-harmlessly.
-
-From the gray twilight that was all the day men knew beneath the
-fog sea, there poured a dozen black-robed fighting men. Swords they
-carried, some of them two and three, and many of them bore the barbed
-nooses of woven _droghide_ with which they bound prisoners before they
-were driven, blinded, from Gorda.
-
-Ho Dyak rushed through the panel of stone into the ancient sealed
-rampway. He paused long enough here to tear the javelin from his side,
-and was relieved to find that it had ploughed shallowly across his
-ribs. Then he raced down the dimly lighted narrow way.
-
-This time he did not attempt to use the opening on the fifteenth level.
-The corridors of the Place of Lalal would be swarming with black-robed
-warrior-priests and poorly armed yellow-robed toilers. Instead he raced
-on down the ramp into the dank stench of the lower levels. For the
-unused ramp led into the same great underground storage cave that he
-had entered from the rocky tunnel beneath the city walls.
-
-Bricked-up and partially sealed was its end, and for this reason he had
-not ascended that way. Signs of his passing must have shown in a litter
-of chipped cement and displaced yellowish slime had he done so. But now
-he could shove the wall outward and race toward freedom. What matter,
-now, if they found a gaping hole in an apparently solid supporting
-pillar of masonry?
-
-He put his eye to the broken wall as he reached the great basement cave
-in this part of the underground citadel beneath the Place. Apparently
-no guards had been posted here as yet. He lunged against the wall
-and it clattered down. Then he darted across the slippery muck and
-sprouting toadstool growth to the hidden entrance to the tunnel leading
-outside.
-
-Even then he heard the rasp of the scaly black plates of hunting
-_drogs_, the domesticated long-limbed smaller lizards that the warriors
-of Arba use in hunting upon the _agan_ jungle's upper terrace for the
-bat-winged wild lizards and white-fleshed, tender, legless serpents so
-prized on Arban tables. The black-robed ones had turned their swift
-_drogs_ upon his trail! His only safety lay in flight.
-
-Almost had he reached the abandoned tower when the hunting _drogs_ were
-upon him. Even as they reached his heels Ho Dyak cast a despairing
-glance upward--and saw one of the ancient ventilating shafts that
-supplied air to this buried way.
-
-He sprang upward and his fingers closed upon a tough _agan_ root. A
-moment later all four of his hands were gripping other roots and he was
-climbing carefully up through a rounded shaft.
-
-Below him the hunting _drogs_ leaped high into the air and fell back
-again, whistling, growling and screaming in their saurian stupid way.
-Twenty feet he had climbed before a solid mat of _agan_ blocked further
-upward progress. Ho Dyak clung to the huge hairy white roots and peered
-about him.
-
-Meanwhile the Place's warriors came swiftly up with their six-limbed
-lizard beasts. A cry of triumph came up to Ho Dyak.
-
-"Come down, Ho Dyak!" one of them shouted, "and we will not permit the
-_drogs_ to destroy you."
-
-Ho Dyak laughed shortly. "It is you who will destroy me," he said, "and
-not the _drogs_. I prefer the _drogs_."
-
-"Surrender, Ho Dyak," cried the man menacingly, "at once, and the One
-Orst may but take from you your eyes. Delay, and his tame _drogs_ will
-eat your limbs, one by one, as you yet live."
-
-"I prefer a javelin," mocked Ho Dyak. "The death is clean and merciful."
-
-"Then take it!" shouted the man, drawing back his throwing stick.
-
-But even as a hail of javelins hummed upward Ho Dyak was in motion.
-He had swung on his shaggy ladder of roots into a ragged crevice in
-the side of the shaft. And so the javelins buried themselves only in
-the rubbery coils of _agan_. A howl of rage rolled up through the old
-ventilating shaft.
-
-Ho Dyak crawled further into the narrow crevice. At every instant he
-expected to find that the probing roots or stems of the fleshy _agan_
-had closed this last hope of escape, but as time passed and the way
-widened he began to hope. Other tunnels branched off from time to time
-and he crawled through tepid pools of foul water in which he sensed
-the wriggling of hideous alien things with scaly-finned limbs and
-tails. The blackness was total. He groped onward.
-
-       *       *       *       *       *
-
-And then he fell forward into a blackness that was not total and found
-himself squatting in the shallow muck of a sullen underground river. Or
-perhaps that lightless roof overhead was but the matted stems and roots
-of the sunless vines of the fog seas. He saw a faint luminous glow
-that came from the river. Thousands of tiny light-producing aquatic
-plant-animals swarmed in the depths.
-
-He saw a raft of tied buoyant _agan_ stems, huge two-foot sections
-ten and eleven feet long, and poling it along with a tough spear of
-hide-bound bone, was a woman in a scant, ragged tunic. At the same
-instant she saw him.
-
-"In Lalal's name," she demanded, "why do you sit in the water so? Are
-not there few enough warriors in the two caves of the Outcasts without
-offering yourself thus freely to the water _slirans_?"
-
-[Illustration: _"In Lalal's name," she demanded, "why do you sit in the
-water so?"_]
-
-Ho Dyak realized that this was one of the blinded Outcasts, turned out
-to die in the jungles because they dared question the rule of the One
-Orst and his priestly underlings.
-
-"I am Ho Dyak," he said, "who is hunted by the black-robed ones, the
-_orsts_."
-
-"We have heard of you, Ho Dyak," the blind girl said, "and we welcome
-you to the poor sanctuary of our caves." She poled the raft nearer. "I
-am Sarn Vod, daughter of Dra Vod."
-
-"Dra Vod is your father!" cried Ho Dyak. "I have heard of him. He built
-a machine powered by the sap of pressed _agan_ for his boat!"
-
-"Aye," agreed the girl, "and his reward was blindness. Of the three
-hundred Outcasts in our rocky caves a hundred are sightless."
-
-"You can see!" Ho Dyak burst out. He was looking into the beautiful
-slim face of the girl. She was more beautiful than Mian Ith had
-ever been. From that moment Ho Dyak forgot the faithless One Orst's
-daughter....
-
-"Of course," agreed the girl, laughing. "I was born after my father was
-taken into the hidden village of the Outcasts."
-
-They sat close together, then, in the raft, and Ho Dyak opened his mind
-to the mind of the girl. She in turn opened her mind to him. It was
-not long that they sat thus but when Sarn Vod took up the pole of bone
-again they had found that they loved one another.
-
-Never before had Ho Dyak allowed another to probe into the remoter
-recesses of his brain. But he knew that she could be trusted. Her
-childlike acceptance of him even before he opened his thoughts to her
-convinced him of that.
-
-"I will go with you to the camp of the Earthman," she told Ho Dyak
-softly, as they neared the upreared hillock of soft gray rock from
-which their two cave homes had been laboriously scraped.
-
-"It is good," agreed Ho Dyak, "and later, when we have found a secure
-place, I will come back for your people. The Outcasts will be the first
-to share with us the wisdom of the Ancients."
-
-Sarn Vod flashed him a quick mental caress as the raft grounded in the
-shelter of an overhanging ledge. He stepped to take her in his arms,
-and halted as a giant of a man groped toward them. Where his eyes had
-been there were now but empty sockets.
-
-"My father," said the girl, "Dra Vod!"
-
-"And my father as well," said Ho Dyak, leaping to the blind man's side,
-and his two middle arms locked with the elbows of Dra Vod's short
-middle arms.
-
-Dra Vod's own powerful webbed fingers gripped Ho Dyak's elbows in
-return as their minds interlocked in greeting for a brief moment.
-
-So it was that two days later Ho Dyak and his mate, Sarn, climbed the
-chill slopes above the lowlands and came to the highlands. With them
-came two of the Outcasts, young hunters who wished to see the world
-above the fog sea.
-
-Ho Dyak wore the space suit that he had cached far below in a rocky
-cliff's creviced wall, and Sarn and the two Outcasts wore as many and
-more garments than Ho Dyak had worn long days before.
-
-As they came through the last shreds of the watery vapor that flooded
-the bowl of the Sea of Thol, one of the young Outcast warriors was
-in the lead. Suddenly he uttered a short, choked cry and fell,
-toppling back into the mist. And the rocks around them rattled with
-copper-tipped javelins.
-
-"Quick!" shouted Ho Dyak. "It is the black-robed ones, the priests!
-They have been lying in wait for us!"
-
-       *       *       *       *       *
-
-Back into the welcome protection of the fog sea the Outcasts plunged,
-but now there were only three of them. For one thing was Ho Dyak
-grateful: the thinning network of _agan_ afforded no safe footing for
-the hunting _drogs_.
-
-"We die?" questioned Sarn quietly, and Ho Dyak laughed back at her.
-They were resting for a moment, listening.
-
-"Not so long as my sword arms last," he said, "and of arms I have four."
-
-"But they will follow us along the rim," objected Sarn. "When we climb
-upward again they will see us."
-
-"They are cold and hungry," Ho Dyak told her, "and there are none too
-many of them. If we can reach the plateau safely we can fight them off,
-until we reach the rocket ship of the Earthman."
-
-"We will be safe with the rocket rifle of Nelson to protect us," agreed
-Sarn.
-
-Ho Dyak started along the thick stalks of _agan_ again, his arms
-gripping the interlacing of rubbery greenish stems on his right. And
-behind him came Sarn and the young Outcast.
-
-By nightfall they had moved a matter of two miles further along the
-left wall of the barrier cliffs. The lone moon of Thrane had not as yet
-lifted above the horizon and so they climbed silently upward into an
-almost complete darkness. Out of the fog sea they made their way, and
-safely into the dense jungle growth spreading at this point.
-
-Sarn was chilled to the bone, and the young warrior's thick lips were
-blue with cold. The temperature of the lower plateau had dropped to
-almost a hundred degrees with the coming of dusk, ninety degrees below
-that of the lowlands. And so Ho Dyak followed a small stream, warmer
-than the usual upland streams, up to a rocky bluff where steaming
-water rolled white vapor into the growing moonlight of the jungle
-clearing. By some good fortune the hot spring gushed up in the heart
-of a small cavern and the two Outcasts were not forced to lie in the
-almost-boiling water.
-
-With morning they marched eastward to the jungle meadow where the
-spaceship's shattered bulk lay. The spaceship was empty. Ho Dyak saw
-that the helicopter was gone from the cargo hold, and with it many
-supplies. Nelson and the girl had thought he was not returning and gone
-in search of the ancient gateway that might pierce through to Earth!
-
-Ho Dyak turned his eyes toward the mud-daubed hut of stones he had
-abandoned. His eyes widened at the sight of steam rising from its dome.
-Could they be--? No, it was impossible. Shattered though it was, the
-spaceship afforded better protection for Nelson and Marta than the
-igloo. Then who--?
-
-Immediately, Ho Dyak knew the answer. The black-robed _orsts_ had taken
-over the igloo! And they were not yet aware of the presence of the
-Outcasts.
-
-He returned to the hidden Outcasts, his mate and the young warrior, but
-with him he carried a rocket rifle that Nelson had thoughtfully left
-behind.
-
-"Come," he told the warrior, "we will drive the black-robed ones from
-our hut. With the Earthman's gun they will be helpless before us."
-
-They marched side by side, two warriors from the fog sea, toward the
-rocky dome from which the plumes of white steam jetted. At last the
-priests saw them and came pouring from their warm shelter.
-
-"Go back to the Place of Lalal," ordered Ho Dyak.
-
-The black-robed, thick-padded bodies of the seven priestly fighting men
-shook with laughter. These two outcasts ordered them to retreat! They
-plunged ahead.
-
-The rocket gun whirred and an explosion ripped two of the
-priest-warriors into tatters. Ho Dyak reloaded and fired, and a third
-warrior dropped. And then the tiny battery that fired the rocket shell
-went dead! The third rocket shell did not blast into the attacking men.
-
-Ho Dyak flung down the useless weapon and drew his sword. Javelins
-could not pierce his space suit, only a sword could crush through to
-his body. His other hand was busy with his throwing stick and javelins,
-and he cursed the two limbs of the Earthmen that prevented his middle
-pair of arms from being used.
-
-Four of the enemy faced the two of them at the last, and their weapons
-clashed together. Ho Dyak fought with the strength of despair, and
-downed one of the black-robed ones, but then he was battling three
-swordsmen. The young Outcast had fallen.
-
-Suddenly a shadow fell upon the fighting men from above. An explosion
-sounded and a priestly warrior fell, and then another. The sole
-survivor raced madly away toward the fog sea's welcome shelter and
-Ho Dyak was glad to let him escape. He would carry the word of the
-terrible weapons of Earth to the watchers along the rim.
-
-The spaceship's helicopter settled slowly to the ground. Ho Dyak
-hurried toward the little ship's cabin and at the same time he saw Sarn
-come stumbling from the jungle toward them.
-
-"Nick of time," grinned Nelson, and behind him Ho Dyak could see Marta
-Gosden's startled bloodless face.
-
-"Right you are," Ho Dyak assured the Earthman. "And how did the search
-for a gateway to Earth go?"
-
-"We're not worrying about that for the present," said Nelson. "You need
-us, Ho Dyak, and I think we need you too. We're staying here on Thrane
-for a long time."
-
-"I am glad," Ho Dyak flashed. "In centuries to come all Thrane will
-bless you."
-
-"That's so much jet dust," scoffed Nelson. "But we did find a canyon,
-several miles deep, Ho Dyak, a sort of fog lake, where you may be able
-to live normally, and above it, on the second plateau we found an ideal
-spot for our own home."
-
-He squeezed Marta's shoulder as she slipped past him. Then he was
-beside her as she greeted Sarn. Ho Dyak smiled as he felt the friendly
-spirit that was instantly kindled between these women of two strange
-races.
-
-"She is lovely!" cried Marta to Ho Dyak and Nelson, "and so miserable.
-Run to the ship, Glade, and bring another space suit."
-
-Yes, thought Ho Dyak, with the knowledge of two races his ivory-skinned
-race might once again spread up over the fertile chill plateaus of
-Thrane. Already he loved the mighty vistas of clear air here above
-the fog sea. Never again would he be satisfied with the circumscribed
-grayness of a fog-bound world....
-
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-<h1>FOG OF THE FORGOTTEN</h1>
-
-<h2>By BASIL WELLS</h2>
-
-<p>The fog of their world matched the fog in<br />
-their minds. Rebelling against science, they<br />
-smashed it, dragged their people down into<br />
-the ancient mists. But Ho Dyak wanted light.</p>
-
-<p>[Transcriber's Note: This etext was produced from<br />
-Planet Stories Winter 1946.<br />
-Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that<br />
-the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed.]</p>
-
-</div>
-
-<hr class="chap" />
-
-<p>The fog sea thinned before Ho Dyak, and he could see the dank rocks of
-the cliffs he scaled a scant twenty feet beneath his feet. The network
-of blue-veined pale vines that he climbed thinned even as the air
-itself thinned. Far below him in the lowlands the mat of <i>agan</i> vines
-was three hundred feet in depth in many places.</p>
-
-<p>Higher and higher climbed Ho Dyak, his long pale face, with its full
-red lips and great thick-lidded purple eyes, drawn with pain. For the
-air of the uplands was chill. As the fog thinned, so too dropped the
-temperature.</p>
-
-<p>Ho Dyak gripped tighter the pouch of flayed <i>drogskin</i>, in which five
-of the forbidden foot-long cylinders of metal skins nestled, as he
-paused for a moment to rest. It was because of them, the forbidden
-scrolls stored in a musty forgotten chamber of the Upper Shrine of
-Lalal, the One God of Arba, that Ho Dyak was now climbing into the
-frigid death of the cloudless uplands.</p>
-
-<p>The ivory-skinned body of the man was swathed in layer upon layer of
-quilted and padded garments of leather and fabric. His two feet, with
-their webbed outstretched toes, and his short stubby middle limbs,
-strong-fingered webbed hands at their ends, were encased in sturdy
-mitten-like moccasins. Only his long upper hands were encased in stout
-leather gloves with four divisions&mdash;one for the thumb and the other
-three for his four-jointed fingers.</p>
-
-<p>Over his grotesquely swollen bulk, for which his myriad garments were
-responsible, Ho Dyak's sword belt and the filled sheath of javelin-like
-darts were belted. To his crossed belts also were attached his
-broad-bladed machete-like knife and the throwing stick for his dwarfish
-spears.</p>
-
-<p>No longer did he fear pursuit. The fighting priests, the dark-robed
-<i>orsts</i> of Lalal, had brought with them none of the warm garments Ho
-Dyak wore. Their shouts and sacred battle cries had died away on the
-slopes a mile or more beneath where he now perched. For the moment he
-was safe from their vengeance.</p>
-
-<p>"I will see what lies above the fog sea," said Ho Dyak to the
-unresponsive ladder-like network of <i>agan</i> he climbed. "Perhaps I can,
-for a few short hours, see the vast plateaus that once my people ruled."</p>
-
-<p>The <i>agan</i> made no answer, as Ho Dyak had expected it would not, but
-he bent his gaze more closely upon its smooth stems. A greenish tinge
-lay upon them, a tinge that in the lowlands only the rocks or tarnished
-metals bore. The man's heart beat faster despite the chilling cold. He
-was approaching an unknown zone of life!</p>
-
-<p>The fog sea split apart abruptly. His broad shoulders and then his
-thickly padded middle came above the last remnants of the mist. And
-he sensed a warmth that came from above&mdash;not a pleasant warmth, but a
-strangely stinging heat. He turned his hooded eyes skyward and pain
-filled his brain at the glaring redness of the lights that blazed
-there. Three suns, one huge primary and its offspring, that hung in the
-cloud-banked blue heavens overhead.</p>
-
-<hr class="tb" />
-
-<p>Darkness dwindled into grayness and he could see. He was looking out
-across a level rolling expanse of fleecy nothingness. A soft sea of
-foggy mystery from which vagrant hills of vapor drifted upward lightly
-and settled back again. Down beneath that impenetrable damp blanket, he
-knew, lay the pleasant stone buildings and palaces of his people, and
-further away out there rolled the gloomy steaming sea of Thol where men
-fished and hunted for the mighty aquatic monsters of the deeps.</p>
-
-<p>It was as though his homeland had never been, and he was a castaway
-here on this sun-drenched vine-covered slope with the blood chilling in
-his muscular squat body. He shivered.</p>
-
-<p>He looked upward and his heart hammered new warmth into his muscles as
-he saw that the rim of the mighty wall he ascended was but a score of
-feet above. He swung himself upward swiftly.</p>
-
-<p>Then he was standing upon a level expanse of grassy land beside
-a slow-flowing brook. The stream was clogged with aquatic lush
-vegetation, and further up along it he saw moving shapes, lizard-like
-creatures and four-legged graceful animals that were covered with a
-dusty golden fur. Beyond was a jungle of vine-linked growth, and far
-beyond that a vast escarpment climbed, step upon step, upward to the
-white-helmeted peaks of a mountain range.</p>
-
-<p>It was at this moment that Ho Dyak became aware of the ragged roaring
-sound from overhead. He squinted his eyes and was careful not to
-look into the terrible flare of light that was the suns. The sound
-increased. After a moment he saw a dark speck low down to the western
-horizon, a speck that grew into a long stub-winged shape with vapor
-flaring like smoke from its rear.</p>
-
-<p>At first Ho Dyak thought that some living monstrous thing was diving
-upon him, and then he saw the fixed rigidity of the boatlike elongated
-craft. This was a man-made thing, a ship that rode noisily through the
-air even as the great canoes of the fisherfolk sailed upon the hot
-waves of mighty Thol.</p>
-
-<p>It was thus that the ancestors of his race had ridden in the long-dead
-ages before the fog seas shrank downward from the mountains and
-plateaus. This was one of the machines that his embittered race had
-destroyed after cataclysmic disaster swept their world. He had thought
-that only in these precious stolen scrolls was there any record of that
-mighty civilization; yet here before his eyes a mighty thing of metal
-dropped swiftly.</p>
-
-<p>Then the winged thing seemed to explode and crumple as it nosed into
-the green expanse of tangled grasses near him. Flames licked out from
-the rear of the craft!</p>
-
-<hr class="tb" />
-
-<p>Three days had passed there upon the plateau shelf above the fog sea.
-And Ho Dyak had not returned to the welcome warmth of the lowlands
-of Arba. Instead, he had found a great spring of boiling water in
-the rocky valley not far from the crashed ship of the sky, and about
-this he had built a sturdy dome of clay-plastered stones. Within this
-comfortably damp and well-heated den Ho Dyak sprawled and talked
-through the slitted doorway that was closed with triple hides of giant
-upland lizards.</p>
-
-<p>"I do not understand," said the lanky sandy-haired man who sat,
-sweating, outside the steaming mud-daubed mound, "why your people, with
-their marvelous control of telepathy and their one-time control over
-all this world, are content to live in savagery along the narrow strip
-of beach they now possess."</p>
-
-<p>Ho Dyak did not move his lips as he answered. Unlike the Earthman from
-the <i>Lo</i>, he did not need to speak aloud to transmit his thoughts. His
-hasty schooling of the two men and the girl he had rescued from the
-battered <i>Lo</i> had been designed to afford immediate communication.
-Later he would impress upon their brains the process of speechless
-transmission.</p>
-
-<p>"Inventions, mechanical knowledge, brought about the downfall of
-Arba, Glade Nelson. Lest any further destructive device do away with
-our last zone of liveable atmosphere all mechanical knowledge and
-experimentation is forbidden."</p>
-
-<p>The Earthman snorted. "I know that, Hodiak," he said, using his own
-word for the squat ivory-skinned man, "but with pressure cities,
-transparent domes you know, and heated suits like the space suit we
-gave you, there's no reason why your ancient lands should remain
-abandoned."</p>
-
-<p>"I agree with you, Earthman. Some of the wisest men of Arba have felt
-the same. But the priests of Lalal have branded them, branded them
-with blindness, and driven them out into the <i>agan</i> jungles. They are
-content with the barbaric simplicity of the lowlands."</p>
-
-<p>"Perhaps," said Glade Nelson, "now that you have escaped with your life
-and your vision you can help your people in spite of themselves."</p>
-
-<p>Ho Dyak shook his big square head. The broad curly tendrils that
-sprouted yellowly from his skull half-covered the delicate sharp tips
-of his upthrust thin ears.</p>
-
-<p>"The power of Lalal over the common people is no light thing."</p>
-
-<p>The thoughts of the Earthman were confused for a moment and then Ho
-Dyak heard, through the ears of Nelson, the frantic screams of the
-Earthwoman, the dark-haired sister of Nelson's employer, hairy, stocky
-Albert Gosden.</p>
-
-<hr class="tb" />
-
-<p>Nelson snatched his high-powered rifle and raced away toward the sound.
-Ho Dyak sprang to his feet as well and slipped swiftly into the space
-suit that Nelson had provided him. He set the heat controls for a
-comfortable 200 degrees and pushed aside the hide curtains.</p>
-
-<p>He went racing after the Earthman. Although unhampered by the
-cumbersome space suit Ho Dyak wore and fleet of foot, Nelson saw the
-ivory man go racing by him and he marveled at the strength and vitality
-of the squat Arban. Then they were at the stream, beside a swampy lake,
-dotted here and there with tree islets and banks of reeds, searching
-for the girl.</p>
-
-<p>They saw her flailing away at a swarm of scaly black lizard things,
-young seven and eight foot-long <i>drogs</i>, with a leafy branch. She was
-safe enough from them as she sat in the crotch of a moss-hung jungle
-giant at the lake's green-scummed rim. But Ho Dyak saw the ripples
-that were converging on the girl from other portions of the pool, and
-he reached down to the weapons belted now about his dull-sheened space
-suit.</p>
-
-<p>"Albert's dead!" Marta Gosden sobbed, thwacking away. There was a
-bloody broken thing, or rather, things, that some of the young <i>drogs</i>
-quarreled over in the thick muddy shallows.</p>
-
-<p>Ho Dyak was busy now with his copper-tipped javelins. He was killing
-as swiftly as his throwing stick could contact the sturdy butts of the
-javelins.</p>
-
-<p>"Kill them," he flashed at Nelson, "for the grown monsters come."</p>
-
-<p>But the lanky man with only two arms did not heed his order. In
-the excitement of the moment Nelson had reverted to the use of his
-ears&mdash;his mental receptive powers were as yet too untrained. Ho Dyak
-fought alone while Glade Nelson shouted to the girl to climb down a
-drooping limb toward him.</p>
-
-<p>Ho Dyak drove the crawling lizard-beasts back until he stood beneath
-the tree. He held up his two upper arms, and the girl dropped her leafy
-useless club before she slid down the loose rough bark of the trunk.
-Then Ho Dyak turned and raced with her in his arms away from the lake.</p>
-
-<p>Nelson roared with sudden fear. Almost upon Ho Dyak's heels a huge
-mouth gaped suddenly from the murky water and then a scaly six-legged
-monster came charging up over the low marshy bank. Behind the first
-<i>drog</i> came another, and then another. All of them were over twenty
-feet in length and their pace was not slow. They were overhauling the
-burdened ivory man.</p>
-
-<hr class="chap" />
-
-<div class="figcenter">
-  <img src="images/illus1.jpg" alt=""/>
-  <div class="caption">
-    <p><i>Ho Dyak put her down and turned to face the drog.</i></p>
-  </div>
-</div>
-
-<hr class="chap" />
-
-<p>Ho Dyak put the girl down. He gave her a push in the direction of the
-wrecked ship and with the same motion turned to face the <i>drog's</i>
-gaping maw. His stout double-edged sword was in his hand. He could feel
-its welcome pressure through the insulated layers of <i>siladur</i> that
-sealed out the chill air of the plateau.</p>
-
-<p>His sword flicked up toward the eye of the huge dragon. He pressed the
-button that released the needle-like extension from the weapon's tip,
-and his prolonged weapon ripped through the huge reddish eyeball. The
-monster roared with rage, and whistling with its blasting breath, swung
-its head. Again the sword flashed and the blinded monster dashed itself
-against a huge smooth-boled tree. Its legs crumpled for a moment and
-then it was up ripping ferociously with great nails and rending jaws at
-the unresisting wood.</p>
-
-<p>By now Nelson had taken a hand. His rocket projectiles were shattering
-the armor-plated <i>drogs</i>. They were down upon the swampy turf, their
-mighty bulks crimsoned and torn, and yet they hissed and growled while
-their dead limbs shredded the dank black muck.</p>
-
-<p>The Earthman turned his weapon upon the unseeing lizard thing and blew
-its head from its ugly scaly neck. Even then the legs continued to
-strip bark from the great tree, nor did the great body collapse for
-several long minutes.</p>
-
-<p>Ho Dyak cleaned his sword-tip and pressed it back upon the spring at
-its base. Then he went to Nelson and the girl. She had come back when
-she saw the <i>drogs</i> were down. Nelson was holding the girl in his arms,
-talking softly to her. He could see in their unguarded minds that they
-loved one another.</p>
-
-<p>So it was that he turned abruptly away and went back to his comfortable
-steam-heated igloo of stones. Memories of Mian Ith, she of the rioting
-pinkish-brown tendrils and the full-breasted slim young body, came
-to him. Memory of the Earthman's words came to him and his full lips
-smiled. Yes, he could rebel and lead others.</p>
-
-<p>"Tomorrow," he told himself, "I will go again to the Place of Lalal.
-There I will find others of the precious scrolls of the ancients. And
-when I return I will bring with me Mian Ith."</p>
-
-<p>With the knowledge of the Earthman coupled with his own he might indeed
-restore to his people the empire they had lost when the fog seas shrank
-away....</p>
-
-<hr class="tb" />
-
-<p>Glade Nelson, the Earthman, walked as far as the rim of the lower
-plateau with Ho Dyak. And, before he swung down into the foggy lake
-that hid the lowlands and the sea of Thol, he told the Earthman that he
-might not return.</p>
-
-<p>"If I do not come back," he said, "there is a possibility that you can
-return to Earth."</p>
-
-<p>Nelson laughed half-heartedly. "Not in the <i>Lo</i>," he said.</p>
-
-<p>"Naturally," Ho Dyak flashed back, "but your helicopter, that you
-planned to use for exploration on that other planet&mdash;"</p>
-
-<p>"Mars," supplied Nelson. "Gosden financed the trip and purchased the
-ship for me. I'd had experience with submarines and aircraft during the
-Second War, and Gosden knew me then. His sister stowed away aboard. We
-were several thousand miles out into space when we discovered her. We
-turned back to Earth then; our supplies were insufficient."</p>
-
-<p>Ho Dyak smiled. "When was it," he wanted to know, "that you realized
-something was so terribly wrong&mdash;that this was not your home planet?"</p>
-
-<p>"Almost as soon as we had sighted your world of Thrane," said Nelson.
-"Then we saw the three suns and the two extra planets of your system."
-He lighted one of his last cigarettes. "Just how did we get here?"</p>
-
-<p>"Probably hit a space-time-material eddy. Our scientists created an
-artificial eddy, a sort of gateway you might say, between parallel
-worlds. That's how we lost our dense protective atmospheric envelope.
-The vibrational gateways, in the course of many years' usage, became
-permanent. Our ancestors no longer could seal them shut by cutting off
-the power.</p>
-
-<p>"And so our precious atmosphere drained off into a dozen parallel
-dimensional worlds. Fortunately the gateways were on the upper plateaus
-and so a thin envelope of denser air remains. But one of those doors
-leads through to Earth! Maybe several of them."</p>
-
-<p>Nelson gripped Ho Dyak's bulky shoulder.</p>
-
-<p>"You mean," he gasped, "this is really Earth? Only changed?"</p>
-
-<p>Ho Dyak agreed. "Something like water and sand," he explained, "when
-they're mixed together. They're distinct but occupy the same space." He
-turned toward the sea of fog and stepped down into it.</p>
-
-<hr class="tb" />
-
-<p>He slipped through the sheltering upper layer of <i>agan</i> vines, their
-huge disc-shaped leaves of blue-veined yellow as a protective screen
-about him. Here, three hundred feet above the mucky soil, the thick
-rubbery coils were not matted together into a solid wall as they were
-much lower.</p>
-
-<p>He was soon approaching the seacoast city of Gorda, capital and chief
-city of the priest-ruled nation of Arba. He saw where the floor of
-writhing pale vegetable stems dropped away abruptly to the mile-wide
-clearing that the heavy blades of convicted criminals kept cleared
-away. The shouts of the men, as they hung back on their ropes and hewed
-at the thick fleshy wall of growth, came faintly to his ears from the
-fog-shroud off to his left.</p>
-
-<p>The sound of the booming surf came now from the right. He could not see
-further away than fifteen feet, although his heavy-lidded purple eyes
-were sharper than the majority of his people, but by the muffled sounds
-of the city below and the steady throb of the surf's drumbeat, he
-knew that he was nearing the forgotten twin spikes of a ruined tower.
-Directly opposite this tower the Place of Lalal heaped its thirty
-levels, terrace upon terrace, into the eternal thick mistiness of the
-fog sea.</p>
-
-<p>Then he saw the tips of the tower, two man-made juts of metal ten feet
-apart and covered with great orange and golden knobs of wrinkled warty
-fungi. The round holes of <i>sliran</i> tunnels gaped beside the vine-buried
-dome of the ruined tower&mdash;the many-legged blue-scaled snaky lengths
-of those hideous monsters had kept open a rounded tube something over
-three feet in diameter.</p>
-
-<p>Ho Dyak had been here before. He drew his sword and lowered himself
-into the steep slanting hole. As he descended he heard from above the
-increasingly louder voices of men&mdash;some of the workers and their guards
-were passing. He had entered the <i>sliran</i> burrow none too soon. And
-now, if he did not encounter a <i>sliran</i> in the vine-walled tube, he
-would shortly be inside the helmet dome of one-time silvery metal that
-capped the deserted tower.</p>
-
-<p>A moment later he stepped from the tunnel into the moist thick heat of
-the broken dome. The broad phosphorescent band of light that was built
-into the walls of all Arban architecture, waist-high, was dimmed by the
-slime of ages. But he could see. The dome's interior was not occupied
-by any of the huge stubby-legged snakes. The <i>slirans</i> spent most of
-their lives in the muddy pools and root caverns at ground level.</p>
-
-<p>He turned down the ramp that wound into the depths. A forgotten
-stone-walled passage led under the city walls into the heart of the
-massive stone pile that was the Place of Lalal. And there, in the
-pleasant upper-level quarters of the One Orst, the high priest of
-Lalal, lived the daughter of the One Orst, Mian Ith!</p>
-
-<hr class="tb" />
-
-<p>From his leather jerkin and his weapons, some time later, Ho Dyak wiped
-the slime and encrusted mud. He was hidden in a deserted apartment upon
-the fourteenth level, the same level that housed the children and mates
-of the One Orst. Thus far had his dark robe, the garment of a fighting
-priest who now lay trussed-up with his own harness on the second level,
-brought him.</p>
-
-<p>Suddenly he crouched behind a massive chest of hammered silver. The
-apartment's oval stone door-slab was swinging inward! Ho Dyak's sword
-cleared the leather of his sheath silently. He recognized the voice of
-the woman who entered the room&mdash;Mian Ith! And behind her came a man,
-a blue-robed priest, one of the seekers after wisdom pledged to the
-celibate life of a thinker. He wondered why the woman he adored came
-stealthily to this musty, empty place with this dreamy-eyed seer of the
-mysteries of Lalal.</p>
-
-<p>"My darling!" cried Mian Ith, her arms going about the slight body of
-the thinker. "It is so long since we were together!"</p>
-
-<p>"I feared," answered the seeker, his soft high-pitched voice more
-feminine than Mian Ith's, "that Ho Dyak would persuade your father
-that you should be his mate. He, like you, wore the red robes of the
-priestly rulers."</p>
-
-<p>Mian Ith laughed. "The great muscled fool," she sneered. "He thought
-that I loved him. He told me of his studies in the forbidden books of
-the Ancients. Iiiy! but did he reveal his twisted unbelieving soul to
-me! It was a little matter to lay a trap for him&mdash;to rid myself of him
-forever."</p>
-
-<p>Ho Dyak felt his lips curl back from his teeth with scorn and hatred.
-This, this&mdash;woman! Say, rather, this female <i>sliran</i>. She had betrayed
-him to the priests of Lalal that she might be free to continue her
-forbidden trysts with this puny seeker! It was true. He could read the
-woman's unshielded mind now. He had never attempted to do so heretofore.</p>
-
-<p>Two slashes of his keen-edged bronze sword and he would be avenged.
-And yet Ho Dyak shook his head even as the thought came to him. He was
-well rid of the false-tongued Mian Ith and the dreamy-eyed seeker he
-despised. Better had Mian Ith chosen a stalwart black-robed warrior or
-yellow-robed toiler for her lover.</p>
-
-<p>The man and the woman moved into the other room, their four arms
-interlocked and their soft head tendrils mingled in that half-embrace.
-And Ho Dyak slipped from the outer door into the corridor beyond. A
-half-ruined ramp within the walls, a ramp sealed off ages past and
-revealed to the boy, Ho Dyak, by a dislodged block of masonry, opened
-off the ramp a level above. In this way had Ho Dyak climbed in the
-bygone years to the Upper Shrine of Lalal and taken from the thousands
-of inscribed metal scrolls those he wished to study.</p>
-
-<p>He would go to the Upper Shrine, fill his pouch with other slim metal
-skin records of the past, and take as well certain small mysterious
-objects sealed in crystalline spheres. The Earthman might know their
-purpose.</p>
-
-<p>And so Ho Dyak ascended the ramp and squeezed through the shadowed
-opening so familiar to him.</p>
-
-<p>Later, Ho Dyak turned for a last look about the Upper Shrine. He saw
-crystal-walled cases and unrusting metal devices of the Ancients. Here
-was static knowledge and machinery that might make Arba the mightiest
-nation upon the shores of the Sea of Thol. He touched lightly the pouch
-where nine more of the precious metal scrolls nested. Perhaps after all
-these centuries the wisdom of the forgotten ages would come to life
-beneath his four hands' clumsy touch.</p>
-
-<p>It was then that the javelins came from the grayness of the Shrine's
-further corners.</p>
-
-<hr class="tb" />
-
-<p>The One Orst had laid a trap here for Ho Dyak, that profaner of the
-sacred place, should he ever return!</p>
-
-<p>One javelin pierced his side and another passed completely through the
-upper muscles of his left middle arm. A third keen-tipped miniature
-spear struck the handle of his sword and its copper point blunted
-harmlessly.</p>
-
-<p>From the gray twilight that was all the day men knew beneath the
-fog sea, there poured a dozen black-robed fighting men. Swords they
-carried, some of them two and three, and many of them bore the barbed
-nooses of woven <i>droghide</i> with which they bound prisoners before they
-were driven, blinded, from Gorda.</p>
-
-<p>Ho Dyak rushed through the panel of stone into the ancient sealed
-rampway. He paused long enough here to tear the javelin from his side,
-and was relieved to find that it had ploughed shallowly across his
-ribs. Then he raced down the dimly lighted narrow way.</p>
-
-<p>This time he did not attempt to use the opening on the fifteenth level.
-The corridors of the Place of Lalal would be swarming with black-robed
-warrior-priests and poorly armed yellow-robed toilers. Instead he raced
-on down the ramp into the dank stench of the lower levels. For the
-unused ramp led into the same great underground storage cave that he
-had entered from the rocky tunnel beneath the city walls.</p>
-
-<p>Bricked-up and partially sealed was its end, and for this reason he had
-not ascended that way. Signs of his passing must have shown in a litter
-of chipped cement and displaced yellowish slime had he done so. But now
-he could shove the wall outward and race toward freedom. What matter,
-now, if they found a gaping hole in an apparently solid supporting
-pillar of masonry?</p>
-
-<p>He put his eye to the broken wall as he reached the great basement cave
-in this part of the underground citadel beneath the Place. Apparently
-no guards had been posted here as yet. He lunged against the wall
-and it clattered down. Then he darted across the slippery muck and
-sprouting toadstool growth to the hidden entrance to the tunnel leading
-outside.</p>
-
-<p>Even then he heard the rasp of the scaly black plates of hunting
-<i>drogs</i>, the domesticated long-limbed smaller lizards that the warriors
-of Arba use in hunting upon the <i>agan</i> jungle's upper terrace for the
-bat-winged wild lizards and white-fleshed, tender, legless serpents so
-prized on Arban tables. The black-robed ones had turned their swift
-<i>drogs</i> upon his trail! His only safety lay in flight.</p>
-
-<p>Almost had he reached the abandoned tower when the hunting <i>drogs</i> were
-upon him. Even as they reached his heels Ho Dyak cast a despairing
-glance upward&mdash;and saw one of the ancient ventilating shafts that
-supplied air to this buried way.</p>
-
-<p>He sprang upward and his fingers closed upon a tough <i>agan</i> root. A
-moment later all four of his hands were gripping other roots and he was
-climbing carefully up through a rounded shaft.</p>
-
-<p>Below him the hunting <i>drogs</i> leaped high into the air and fell back
-again, whistling, growling and screaming in their saurian stupid way.
-Twenty feet he had climbed before a solid mat of <i>agan</i> blocked further
-upward progress. Ho Dyak clung to the huge hairy white roots and peered
-about him.</p>
-
-<p>Meanwhile the Place's warriors came swiftly up with their six-limbed
-lizard beasts. A cry of triumph came up to Ho Dyak.</p>
-
-<p>"Come down, Ho Dyak!" one of them shouted, "and we will not permit the
-<i>drogs</i> to destroy you."</p>
-
-<p>Ho Dyak laughed shortly. "It is you who will destroy me," he said, "and
-not the <i>drogs</i>. I prefer the <i>drogs</i>."</p>
-
-<p>"Surrender, Ho Dyak," cried the man menacingly, "at once, and the One
-Orst may but take from you your eyes. Delay, and his tame <i>drogs</i> will
-eat your limbs, one by one, as you yet live."</p>
-
-<p>"I prefer a javelin," mocked Ho Dyak. "The death is clean and merciful."</p>
-
-<p>"Then take it!" shouted the man, drawing back his throwing stick.</p>
-
-<p>But even as a hail of javelins hummed upward Ho Dyak was in motion.
-He had swung on his shaggy ladder of roots into a ragged crevice in
-the side of the shaft. And so the javelins buried themselves only in
-the rubbery coils of <i>agan</i>. A howl of rage rolled up through the old
-ventilating shaft.</p>
-
-<p>Ho Dyak crawled further into the narrow crevice. At every instant he
-expected to find that the probing roots or stems of the fleshy <i>agan</i>
-had closed this last hope of escape, but as time passed and the way
-widened he began to hope. Other tunnels branched off from time to time
-and he crawled through tepid pools of foul water in which he sensed
-the wriggling of hideous alien things with scaly-finned limbs and
-tails. The blackness was total. He groped onward.</p>
-
-<hr class="tb" />
-
-<p>And then he fell forward into a blackness that was not total and found
-himself squatting in the shallow muck of a sullen underground river. Or
-perhaps that lightless roof overhead was but the matted stems and roots
-of the sunless vines of the fog seas. He saw a faint luminous glow
-that came from the river. Thousands of tiny light-producing aquatic
-plant-animals swarmed in the depths.</p>
-
-<p>He saw a raft of tied buoyant <i>agan</i> stems, huge two-foot sections
-ten and eleven feet long, and poling it along with a tough spear of
-hide-bound bone, was a woman in a scant, ragged tunic. At the same
-instant she saw him.</p>
-
-<p>"In Lalal's name," she demanded, "why do you sit in the water so? Are
-not there few enough warriors in the two caves of the Outcasts without
-offering yourself thus freely to the water <i>slirans</i>?"</p>
-
-<hr class="chap" />
-
-<div class="figcenter">
-  <img src="images/illus2.jpg" alt=""/>
-  <div class="caption">
-    <p> <i>"In Lalal's name," she demanded, "why do you sit in the water so?"</i></p>
-  </div>
-</div>
-
-<hr class="chap" />
-
-<p>Ho Dyak realized that this was one of the blinded Outcasts, turned out
-to die in the jungles because they dared question the rule of the One
-Orst and his priestly underlings.</p>
-
-<p>"I am Ho Dyak," he said, "who is hunted by the black-robed ones, the
-<i>orsts</i>."</p>
-
-<p>"We have heard of you, Ho Dyak," the blind girl said, "and we welcome
-you to the poor sanctuary of our caves." She poled the raft nearer. "I
-am Sarn Vod, daughter of Dra Vod."</p>
-
-<p>"Dra Vod is your father!" cried Ho Dyak. "I have heard of him. He built
-a machine powered by the sap of pressed <i>agan</i> for his boat!"</p>
-
-<p>"Aye," agreed the girl, "and his reward was blindness. Of the three
-hundred Outcasts in our rocky caves a hundred are sightless."</p>
-
-<p>"You can see!" Ho Dyak burst out. He was looking into the beautiful
-slim face of the girl. She was more beautiful than Mian Ith had
-ever been. From that moment Ho Dyak forgot the faithless One Orst's
-daughter....</p>
-
-<p>"Of course," agreed the girl, laughing. "I was born after my father was
-taken into the hidden village of the Outcasts."</p>
-
-<p>They sat close together, then, in the raft, and Ho Dyak opened his mind
-to the mind of the girl. She in turn opened her mind to him. It was
-not long that they sat thus but when Sarn Vod took up the pole of bone
-again they had found that they loved one another.</p>
-
-<p>Never before had Ho Dyak allowed another to probe into the remoter
-recesses of his brain. But he knew that she could be trusted. Her
-childlike acceptance of him even before he opened his thoughts to her
-convinced him of that.</p>
-
-<p>"I will go with you to the camp of the Earthman," she told Ho Dyak
-softly, as they neared the upreared hillock of soft gray rock from
-which their two cave homes had been laboriously scraped.</p>
-
-<p>"It is good," agreed Ho Dyak, "and later, when we have found a secure
-place, I will come back for your people. The Outcasts will be the first
-to share with us the wisdom of the Ancients."</p>
-
-<p>Sarn Vod flashed him a quick mental caress as the raft grounded in the
-shelter of an overhanging ledge. He stepped to take her in his arms,
-and halted as a giant of a man groped toward them. Where his eyes had
-been there were now but empty sockets.</p>
-
-<p>"My father," said the girl, "Dra Vod!"</p>
-
-<p>"And my father as well," said Ho Dyak, leaping to the blind man's side,
-and his two middle arms locked with the elbows of Dra Vod's short
-middle arms.</p>
-
-<p>Dra Vod's own powerful webbed fingers gripped Ho Dyak's elbows in
-return as their minds interlocked in greeting for a brief moment.</p>
-
-<p>So it was that two days later Ho Dyak and his mate, Sarn, climbed the
-chill slopes above the lowlands and came to the highlands. With them
-came two of the Outcasts, young hunters who wished to see the world
-above the fog sea.</p>
-
-<p>Ho Dyak wore the space suit that he had cached far below in a rocky
-cliff's creviced wall, and Sarn and the two Outcasts wore as many and
-more garments than Ho Dyak had worn long days before.</p>
-
-<p>As they came through the last shreds of the watery vapor that flooded
-the bowl of the Sea of Thol, one of the young Outcast warriors was
-in the lead. Suddenly he uttered a short, choked cry and fell,
-toppling back into the mist. And the rocks around them rattled with
-copper-tipped javelins.</p>
-
-<p>"Quick!" shouted Ho Dyak. "It is the black-robed ones, the priests!
-They have been lying in wait for us!"</p>
-
-<hr class="tb" />
-
-<p>Back into the welcome protection of the fog sea the Outcasts plunged,
-but now there were only three of them. For one thing was Ho Dyak
-grateful: the thinning network of <i>agan</i> afforded no safe footing for
-the hunting <i>drogs</i>.</p>
-
-<p>"We die?" questioned Sarn quietly, and Ho Dyak laughed back at her.
-They were resting for a moment, listening.</p>
-
-<p>"Not so long as my sword arms last," he said, "and of arms I have four."</p>
-
-<p>"But they will follow us along the rim," objected Sarn. "When we climb
-upward again they will see us."</p>
-
-<p>"They are cold and hungry," Ho Dyak told her, "and there are none too
-many of them. If we can reach the plateau safely we can fight them off,
-until we reach the rocket ship of the Earthman."</p>
-
-<p>"We will be safe with the rocket rifle of Nelson to protect us," agreed
-Sarn.</p>
-
-<p>Ho Dyak started along the thick stalks of <i>agan</i> again, his arms
-gripping the interlacing of rubbery greenish stems on his right. And
-behind him came Sarn and the young Outcast.</p>
-
-<p>By nightfall they had moved a matter of two miles further along the
-left wall of the barrier cliffs. The lone moon of Thrane had not as yet
-lifted above the horizon and so they climbed silently upward into an
-almost complete darkness. Out of the fog sea they made their way, and
-safely into the dense jungle growth spreading at this point.</p>
-
-<p>Sarn was chilled to the bone, and the young warrior's thick lips were
-blue with cold. The temperature of the lower plateau had dropped to
-almost a hundred degrees with the coming of dusk, ninety degrees below
-that of the lowlands. And so Ho Dyak followed a small stream, warmer
-than the usual upland streams, up to a rocky bluff where steaming
-water rolled white vapor into the growing moonlight of the jungle
-clearing. By some good fortune the hot spring gushed up in the heart
-of a small cavern and the two Outcasts were not forced to lie in the
-almost-boiling water.</p>
-
-<p>With morning they marched eastward to the jungle meadow where the
-spaceship's shattered bulk lay. The spaceship was empty. Ho Dyak saw
-that the helicopter was gone from the cargo hold, and with it many
-supplies. Nelson and the girl had thought he was not returning and gone
-in search of the ancient gateway that might pierce through to Earth!</p>
-
-<p>Ho Dyak turned his eyes toward the mud-daubed hut of stones he had
-abandoned. His eyes widened at the sight of steam rising from its dome.
-Could they be&mdash;? No, it was impossible. Shattered though it was, the
-spaceship afforded better protection for Nelson and Marta than the
-igloo. Then who&mdash;?</p>
-
-<p>Immediately, Ho Dyak knew the answer. The black-robed <i>orsts</i> had taken
-over the igloo! And they were not yet aware of the presence of the
-Outcasts.</p>
-
-<p>He returned to the hidden Outcasts, his mate and the young warrior, but
-with him he carried a rocket rifle that Nelson had thoughtfully left
-behind.</p>
-
-<p>"Come," he told the warrior, "we will drive the black-robed ones from
-our hut. With the Earthman's gun they will be helpless before us."</p>
-
-<p>They marched side by side, two warriors from the fog sea, toward the
-rocky dome from which the plumes of white steam jetted. At last the
-priests saw them and came pouring from their warm shelter.</p>
-
-<p>"Go back to the Place of Lalal," ordered Ho Dyak.</p>
-
-<p>The black-robed, thick-padded bodies of the seven priestly fighting men
-shook with laughter. These two outcasts ordered them to retreat! They
-plunged ahead.</p>
-
-<p>The rocket gun whirred and an explosion ripped two of the
-priest-warriors into tatters. Ho Dyak reloaded and fired, and a third
-warrior dropped. And then the tiny battery that fired the rocket shell
-went dead! The third rocket shell did not blast into the attacking men.</p>
-
-<p>Ho Dyak flung down the useless weapon and drew his sword. Javelins
-could not pierce his space suit, only a sword could crush through to
-his body. His other hand was busy with his throwing stick and javelins,
-and he cursed the two limbs of the Earthmen that prevented his middle
-pair of arms from being used.</p>
-
-<p>Four of the enemy faced the two of them at the last, and their weapons
-clashed together. Ho Dyak fought with the strength of despair, and
-downed one of the black-robed ones, but then he was battling three
-swordsmen. The young Outcast had fallen.</p>
-
-<p>Suddenly a shadow fell upon the fighting men from above. An explosion
-sounded and a priestly warrior fell, and then another. The sole
-survivor raced madly away toward the fog sea's welcome shelter and
-Ho Dyak was glad to let him escape. He would carry the word of the
-terrible weapons of Earth to the watchers along the rim.</p>
-
-<p>The spaceship's helicopter settled slowly to the ground. Ho Dyak
-hurried toward the little ship's cabin and at the same time he saw Sarn
-come stumbling from the jungle toward them.</p>
-
-<p>"Nick of time," grinned Nelson, and behind him Ho Dyak could see Marta
-Gosden's startled bloodless face.</p>
-
-<p>"Right you are," Ho Dyak assured the Earthman. "And how did the search
-for a gateway to Earth go?"</p>
-
-<p>"We're not worrying about that for the present," said Nelson. "You need
-us, Ho Dyak, and I think we need you too. We're staying here on Thrane
-for a long time."</p>
-
-<p>"I am glad," Ho Dyak flashed. "In centuries to come all Thrane will
-bless you."</p>
-
-<p>"That's so much jet dust," scoffed Nelson. "But we did find a canyon,
-several miles deep, Ho Dyak, a sort of fog lake, where you may be able
-to live normally, and above it, on the second plateau we found an ideal
-spot for our own home."</p>
-
-<p>He squeezed Marta's shoulder as she slipped past him. Then he was
-beside her as she greeted Sarn. Ho Dyak smiled as he felt the friendly
-spirit that was instantly kindled between these women of two strange
-races.</p>
-
-<p>"She is lovely!" cried Marta to Ho Dyak and Nelson, "and so miserable.
-Run to the ship, Glade, and bring another space suit."</p>
-
-<p>Yes, thought Ho Dyak, with the knowledge of two races his ivory-skinned
-race might once again spread up over the fertile chill plateaus of
-Thrane. Already he loved the mighty vistas of clear air here above
-the fog sea. Never again would he be satisfied with the circumscribed
-grayness of a fog-bound world....</p>
-
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