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erished。 They're working in this Dominion； and the Dominion from which you've e。 They strategize not in terms of decades； but centuries； just as we've had to。 And they've buried their agents deeply。 Trust nobody； Pie 'oh' pah； not even yourself。 Their plots go back before we were born。 We could either one of us have been conceived to serve them in some oblique fashion and not know it。 They're ing for me very soon； probably with voiders。 If I'm dead you'll know it。 If I can convince them I'm just a harmless lunatic； they'll take me off to the Cradle； put me in the maison de sante。 Find me there； Pie 'oh' pah。 Or if you have more pressing business； then forget me； I won't blame you。 But； friend； whether you e for me or not； know that when I think of you I still smile； and in these days that is the rarest fort。〃
Even before he'd finished speaking the gossamer was losing its power to capture his likeness； the features softening； the form sinking in upon itself； until； by the time the last of his message had been uttered； there was little left for it to do but flutter to the ground。
The mystif went down on its haunches and ran its fingers through the inert threads。 〃Scopique；〃 it murmured。
〃What's the cradle he talked about？〃
〃The Cradle of Chzercemit。 It's an inland sea； two or three days' journey from here。〃
〃You've been there？〃
〃No。 It's a place of exile。 There's an island in the Cradle which was used as a prison。 Mostly for criminals who'd mitted atrocities but were too dangerous to execute。〃
〃I don't follow that。〃
〃Ask me another time。 The point is； it sounds like it's been turned into an asylum。〃 Pie stood up。 〃Poor Scopique。 He always had a terror of insanity…〃
〃I know the feeling；〃 Gentle remarked。
〃…and now they've put him in a madhouse。〃
〃So we must get him out；〃 Gentle said very simply。
He couldn't see Pie's expression； but he saw the mystifs hands go up to its face and heard a sob from behind its palms。
〃Hey；〃 Gentle said softly； embracing Pie。 〃We'll find him。 I know I shouldn't have e spying like that； but I thought maybe something had happened to you。〃
〃At least you've heard him for yourself。 You know it's not a lie。〃
〃Why would I think that？〃
〃Because you don't trust me；〃 Pie said。
〃I thought we'd agreed；〃 Gentle said。 〃We've got each other and that's our best hope of staying alive and sane。 Didn't we agree to that？〃
〃Yes。〃
〃So let's hold to it。〃
〃It may not be so easy。 If Scopique's suspicions are correct； either one of us could be working for the enemy and not know it。〃
〃By enemy you mean the Autarch？〃
〃He's one； certainly。 But I think he's just a sign of some greater corruption。 The Imajica's sick； Gentle； from end to end。 ing here and seeing the way L'Himby's changed makes me want to despair。〃
〃You know； you should have forced me to sit down and talk with Tick Raw。 He might have given us a few clues。〃
〃It's not my place to force you to do anything。 Besides； I'm not sure he'd have been any wiser than Scopique。〃
〃Maybe he'll know more by the time we speak with him。〃
〃Let's hope so。〃
〃And this time I won't take umbrage and waltz off like an idiot。〃
〃If we get to the island； there'll be nowhere to waltz to；〃
〃True enough。 So now we need a means of transport。〃
〃Something anonymous。〃
〃Something fast。〃
〃Something easy to steal。〃
〃Do you know how to get to the Cradle？〃 Gentle asked。
〃No； but I can inquire around while you steal the car。〃
〃Good enough。 Oh； and Pie？ Buy some booze and cigarettes while you're at it； will you？〃
〃You'll make a decadent of me yet。〃
〃My mistake。 I thought it was the other way round。〃
They left L'Himby well before dawn； in a car that Gentle chose for its color （gray） and its total lack of distinction。 It served them well。 For two days they traveled without incident； on roads that were less trafficked the farther from the temple city and its spreading suburbs they went。 There was some military presence beyond the city perimeters； but it was discreet； and no attempt was made to stop them。 Only once did they glimpse a contingent at work in a distant field； vehicles maneuvering heavy artillery into position behind barricades； pointing back towards L'Himby； the work just public enough to let the citizens know whose clemency their lives were conditional upon。
By the middle of the third day； however； the road they were traveling was almost entirely deserted； and the flat…lands in which L'Himby was set had given way to rolling hills。 Along with this change of landscape came a change of weather。 The skies clouded； and with no wind to press them on； the clouds thickened。 A landscape that might have been enlivened by sun and shadow became drear； almost dank。 Signs of habitation dwindled。 Once in a while they'd pass a homestead； long since fallen into ruin； more infrequently still they'd catch sight of a living soul； usually unkempt； always alone； as though the territory had been given over to the lost。
And then； the Cradle。 It appeared suddenly； the road taking them up over a headland which presented them with a sudden panorama of gray shore and silver sea。 Gentle had not realized how oppressed he'd been by the hills until this vista opened in front of them。 He felt his spirits rise at the sight。
There were peculiarities； however； most particularly the thousands of silent birds on the stony beach below； ail sitting like an audience awaiting some spectacle to appear from the arena of the sea； not one in the air or on the water。
It wasn't until Pie and Gentle reached the perimeter of this roosting multitude and got out of the car that the reason for their inactivity became apparent。 Not only were they and the sky above them immobile； so was the Cradle itself。 Gentle made his way through the mingled nations of birds…a close relation of the gull predominated； but there were also geese； oyster catchers； and a smattering of parrots…to the edge； testing it first with his foot； then with his fingers。 It wasn't frozen…he knew what ice felt like from bitter experience…it was simply solidified； the last wave still plainly visible； every curl and eddy fixed as it broke against the shore。
〃At least we won't have to swim；〃 the mystif said。
It was already scanning the horizon； looking for Sco…pique's prison。 The far shore wasn't visible； but the island was； a sharp gray rock rising from the sea several miles from where they stood； the maison de santi； as Scopique had called it； a cluster of buildings teetering on its heights。
〃Do we go now or wait until dark？〃 Gentle asked。
〃We'll never find it after dark；〃 Pie said。 〃We have to go now。〃
They returned to the car and drove down through the birds； who were no more inclined to move for wheels than they'd been for feet。 A few took to the air briefly； only to flutter down again； many more stood their ground and died for their stoicism。
The sea made the best road they'd traveled since the Patashoquan Highway； it had apparently been as calm as a millpond when it had solidified。 They passed the corpses of several birds who'd been caught in the process； and there was still meat and feathers on their bones； suggesting that the solidification had occurred recently。
〃I've heard of walking on water；〃 Gentle said as they drove。 〃But driving。 。 。 that's a whole other miracle。〃
〃Have you any idea of what we're going to do when we get to the island？〃 Pie said。
〃We ask to see Scopique； and when we've found him we leave with him。 If they refuse to let us see him； we use force。 It's simple as that〃
〃They may have armed guards。〃
〃See these hands？〃 Gentle said； taking them off the wheel and thrusting them at Pie。 〃These hands are lethal。〃 He laughed at the expression on the mystif s face。 〃Don't worry； I won't be indiscriminate。〃 He seized the wheel again。 〃I like having the power； though。 I really like it。 The idea of using it sort of arouses me。 Hey； will you look at that？ The suns are ing out。〃
The parting clouds allowed a few beams through； and they lit the island； which was within half a mile of them now。 The visitors' approach had been noticed。 Guards had appeared on the cliff top and along the prison's parapet。 Figures could be seen hurrying down the steps that wound down the cliff face； heading for the boats moored at its base。 From the shore behind them rose the clamor of birds。
〃They finally woke up；〃 Gentle said。
Pie looked around。 Sunlight was lighting the beach； and the wings of the birds as they rose in a squalling cloud。
〃Oh； Jesu；〃 Pie said。
〃What's wrong？〃
〃The sea…〃
Pie didn't need to explain； for the same phenomenon that was crossing the Cradle's surface behind them was now ing to meet them from the island： a slow shock wave； changing the nature of the matter it passed through。 Gentle picked up speed； closing the gap between the vehicle and solid ground； but the road had already liquified pletely at the island's shore； and the message of transformation was spreading at speed。
〃Stop the car！〃 Pie yelled。 〃If we don't get out we'll go down in it。〃
Gentle brought the car to a skidding halt； and they flung themselves out。 The ground beneath them was still solid enough to run on； but they could feel tre