rj.thepathofdaggers-第34节
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ruck her； as if she had fallen from a rooftop onto hard pavement； from a tower top。
Her eyes opened； staring at the sky。 The sky looked； strange somehow； blurry。 For a moment she could not move； and when she did； she gasped。 She hurt everywhere。 Oh； Light； she hurt！ Slowly she raised a hand to her face； her fingers came away red。 Blood。 The others。 She had to help the others。 She could feel Birgitte； feel pain as bad as what gripped her； but at least Birgitte was alive。 And determined； and angry apparently； she could not be injured too badly。 Aviendha。
With a sob； Elayne rolled over； then pushed up to hands and knees； her head spinning； agony stabbing her side。 Vaguely she recalled that moving with even one broken rib could be dangerous； but the thought was as hazy as the hillside。 Thinking seemed。。。 difficult。 Blinking appeared to help her sight； though。 Some。 She was almost to the bottom of the hill！ High above； a haze of smoke rose from the meadow beyond。 Unimportant； now。 Not important at all。
Thirty paces up the slope； Aviendha was on her hands and knees； too； almost falling over when she raised a hand to wipe away blood that poured down her face； but searching anxiously。 Her gaze fell on Elayne； and she froze； staring。 Elayne wondered how bad she looked。 Surely no worse than Aviendha herself； half of the other woman's skirt was gone； her bodice torn nearly off； and everywhere skin showed； there seemed to be blood。
Elayne crawled to her。 With her head； it seemed much easier than trying to stand and walk。 As she came close； Aviendha gave a relieved gasp。
〃You are all right；〃 she said； touching bloody fingers to Elayne's cheek。 〃I was so afraid。 So afraid。〃
Elayne blinked in surprise。 What she could see of herself appeared in every bit as bad shape as Aviendha。 Her own skirts remained intact； but half of her bodice was ripped away entirely； and she seemed to be bleeding from two dozen gashes。 Then it struck her。 She had not been burned out。 She shivered at the thought。 〃We are both all right；〃 she said softly。
Well off to one side； Birgitte wiped her belt knife on the mane of Aviendha's gelding and straightened from the still horse。 Her right arm dangled； her coat was gone； along with one boot； and the rest of her garments torn； as much blood stained her skin and clothes as either of theirs。 The crossbow bolt standing out from her thigh seemed to be the worst of her injuries； but the rest certainly added up to as much again。 〃His back was broken；〃 she said； gesturing to the horse at her feet。 〃Mine's well； I think； but the last I saw of him； he was running fit to win the Wreath of Megairil。 I always thought he had a turn of speed。 Lioness。〃 She shrugged； and winced。 〃Elayne； Lioness was dead when I found her。 I'm sorry。〃
〃We are alive；〃 Elayne said firmly； 〃and that is what counts。〃 She would weep for Lioness later。 The smoke above the hilltop was not thick； but it rose over a wide area。 〃I want to see exactly what it was that I did。〃
It took clinging to one another for all three of them to stand； and laboring up the hillside was an effort of panting and groans； even from Aviendha。 They sounded as though they had been thrashed within an inch of their lives … which Elayne supposed they had been … and looked as though they had wallowed in a butcher's shambles。 Aviendha still carried the angreal tight in her fist； but even if she or Elayne had possessed more than their small Talent with Healing； neither could have managed to embrace the Source； much less channel。 At the top of the hill； they stood leaning on each other and stared at devastation。
Fire ringed the meadow； but the heart of it was blackened； smoldering and swept clear even of boulders。 Half the trees on the surrounding slopes were broken or leaning away from the meadow。 Hawks began to appear； riding the hot air rising from the fire； hawks often hunted so； looking for small animals chased into the open by the flames。 Of the Seanchan there was no sign。 Elayne wished there were bodies； so she could be certain they were all dead。 Especially all of the sul'dam。 Gazing down at the burned； smoking ground； though； she was suddenly glad there was no evidence。 It had been a terrible way to die。 The Light have mercy on their souls； she thought。 On all of their souls。
〃Well；〃 she said aloud； 〃I did not do as well as you； Aviendha； but I suppose it worked out for the best； considering。 I will try to do better next time。〃
Aviendha glanced at her sideways。 There was a gash on her cheek； and another across her forehead； as well as a long one laying open her scalp。 〃You did much better than I； for a first try。 I was given a simple knot tied in a flow of Wind the first time。 It took me fifty tries to unweave even that without having a clap of thunder in my face； or a blow that made my ears ring。〃
〃I suppose I should have started with something simpler；〃 Elayne said。 〃I have a habit of leaping in over my head。〃 Over her head？ She had leaped before looking to see whether there was water！ She stifled a chuckle； but not before it sent a stab through her side。 So instead of chuckling； she moaned through her teeth。 She thought some of them might be loose。 〃At least we've found a new weapon。 Perhaps I should not be happy about that； but with the Seanchan back again； I am。〃
〃You do not understand； Elayne。〃 Aviendha gestured toward the center of the meadow； where the gateway had been。 〃That could have been no more than a flash of light； or even less。 You cannot tell until it happens。 Is a flash of light worth the risk of burning out yourself and every woman closer to you than a hundred paces or more？〃
Elayne stared at her。 She had stayed； knowing that？ To risk your life was one thing； but to risk losing the ability to channel。。。 〃I want us to adopt each other as first…sisters； Aviendha。 As soon as we can find Wise Ones。〃 What they were to do about Rand； she could not imagine。 The very idea that they would both marry him … and Min； too！ … was worse than ridiculous。 But of this； she was sure。 〃I don't need to know any more about you。 I want to be your sister。〃 Gently； she kissed Aviendha's bloodstained cheek。
She had only thought Aviendha blushed fiercely before。 Even Aiel lovers did not kiss where anyone could see。 Fiery sunsets paled beside Aviendha's face。 〃I want you for my sister； too；〃 she mumbled。 Swallowing hard … and eyeing Birgitte； who was pretending to ignore them … she leaned over and quickly pressed her lips to Elayne's cheek。 Elayne loved her as much for that gesture as for the rest。
Birgitte had been gazing behind them； over her shoulder； and perhaps she had not been pretending after all； because she suddenly said； 〃Someone's ing。 Lan and Nynaeve； unless I miss my guess。〃
Awkwardly； they turned； hobbling and stumbling and groaning。 It seemed quite ludicrous； heroes in stories never got hurt so they could barely stand。 In the distance to the north； two riders appeared briefly through the trees。 Briefly； but long enough to make out a tall man on a tall horse； galloping hard； and a woman on a shorter animal running just as hard at his side。 Gingerly； the three of them sat down to wait。 That was another thing heroes in stories never did； Elayne thought with a sigh。 She hoped she could be a queen to make her mother proud； but it was clear that she would never make a hero。
Chulein moved the reins slightly； and Segani banked smoothly； turning on a ribbed wing。 He was a well…trained raken； swift and agile； her favorite； though she had to share flying him。 There were always more morat'raken than raken； a fact of life。 Down in the farm below； balls of fire were leaping out of the air apparently； scattering in every direction。 She tried to pay no attention； her job was to watch for trouble approaching from the area around the farm。 At least the smoke had stopped rising from where Tauan and Macu had died in the olive grove。
A thousand paces above the ground； she had a very long view。 All the other raken were off scouting the countryside； any woman who ran would be marked for checking； to see whether she was one of those who had caused all the excitement； though truth for sure； anyone in these lands who saw a raken in the air likely would run。 All Chulein had to do was watch for approaching trouble here。 She wished she did not feel an itch between her shoulder blades； it always meant trouble was on the way。 The wind of Segani's flight was not bad at this speed； but she drew the drawstring of her waxed linen hood tighter under her chin； tested the leather safety straps that held her in the saddle； adjusted her crystal goggles； snugged her gauntlets。
Over a hundred Fists of Heaven were on the ground already； and more importantly； six sul'dam with damane and another dozen carrying shoulder bags full of spare a'dam。 The second flight would be lifting from the hills to the south with reinforcements。 Better if more had e in the first strike； but there were few enough to'raken with the Hailene； and strong rumor had it that many of those had been given the task of ferrying the High Lady Suroth and her entire entourage down from Amadicia
