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So she laid herself down upon the bed, and, taking her hand that had
grown so thin, the tall and noble Asti bent over her in the darkness,
and began to sing a gentle chant or lullaby.
Tua's eyes closed, her breath came slow and deep. Then Asti the magician
ceased her song and, gathering up her secret strength, put out her
prayers, prayer after prayer, till at length all her soul was pure, and
she dared to utter the awful spell that Ahura had whispered in her ear.
At the muttered, holy words wild voices cried through the night, the
solid pylon rocked, and in the city the crystal globe into which Kaku
and Merytra gazed was suddenly shattered between them, and, white with
terror at he knew not what, Abi sprang from his couch.
Then Asti also sank into sleep or swoon, and all was silent in that
chamber, silent as the grave.
Neter-Tua awoke. Through the pylon window-place crept the first
grey light of dawn. Her eyes searching the gloom fell first upon the
dark-robed figure of Asti sleeping in a chair, her head resting upon
her hand.
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