Black Jade

'So you say.'

Atara laughed out, 'And you would have them call you 'Twenty-Horned Maram' I suppose?'

'Just so, just so. It would create a certain curiosity about me, would it not?'

'That it would. And you'd be happy satisfying this curiosity with other women who weren't your wives, wouldn't you?'

'Ah,' he said with a rumble of his belly and a contented belch, 'at least someone understands me.'

'I understand that if you practice your ways on the women of my tribe, their husbands and fathers will draw their swords and make you into No-Horned Maram.'

In the wavering firelight, Maram's happy face seemed to blanch. And he muttered, 'Well, I don't suppose I'd make a very good Sarni warrior. I'll have to practice on other women I meet along the way.'

Atara fingered the saber by her side. And this fierce young maiden told him, 'If you must — but just don't think of practicing on me.'

At this, Maram held up his hands in helplessness as if others were always conspiring to think the worst of him. His gaze fell upon Liljana, who said to him, 'I should warn you that if you brought your horns to a practiced matron of the Maitriche Telu she would likely kill you — with pleasure. Perhaps you'll find a nice harridan somewhere in these mountains.'

The ghostly white peaks of the Nagarshath gleamed faintly beneath the stars. It seemed that there were no other human beings, much less willing women, within a thousand miles.

'Maram would do better,' Master Juwain said, 'to practice the Rhymes I've taught him. Now, why don't we all retire and get a good night's sleep? Tomorrow we'll journey up this valley and see what lies at the end of it.'

He smiled at Maram and added. 'Tell me, again, won't you, the pertinent Rhyme?'

And, again, Maram dutifully recited:

At gorge's end, a wooded vale;

Its southern slopes show shell-strewn shale.

Toward setting sun the vale divides;

To left or right the seeker strides.

Recall the tale or go astray:

King Koru-Ki set sail this way.

Except for Kane, who took the first and longest of the night's watches, we all wrapped ourselves in our cloaks and lay down on our sleeping furs. Maram spread out next to me, and I listened to him intoning verses for much of the next hour. But they were not those that Master Juwain hoped for. I smiled as I drifted off to sleep with the sound of my incorrigible friend chanting out:

I'm a second chakra man

I take my pleasure where I can...

Chapter 7

The river wound through woods and meadows, and I couldn't help thinking of it as a mighty brown snake. No great rocks or other obstacles blocked our way. The ground was good here, easy on the horses' hooves, and provided all the fodder they needed to carry us higher into this beautiful country. By noon, the place where the valley came up against the mountain at its end was clearly visible; by late afternoon we reached the divide told of in the Way Rhyme. To the left of the mountain, the valley split off toward the south. And to the right was a great groove in the earth running between the rocky prominences north of us.

We all sat on our horses as we considered the next leg of our journey. Master Juwain, upon studying the lay of the land, turned to Daj and said:

Recall the tale or go astray: King Koru-Ki set sail this way.

'Well, young Dajarian — which way is that?'

And Daj told him: 'North, I think. Didn't King Koru-Ki set out to find the Northern Passage and the way to the stars?'

'You know he did,' Liljana said to him. 'Didn't I teach you that the ancients believed that the waters of all worlds flow into each other? And that there is a passage to other worlds at the uttermost north of ours?'

As Daj looked at Liljana, he slowly nodded his head.

'Very good, then,' Master Juwain said. He smiled at Maram. 'We'll turn north, tomorrow — are we agreed?'

'Ah, we were agreed before we reached this place. This Rhyme, at least, was easy to unravel.'

'Indeed it was. But the Rhymes grow more difficult, the nearer we approach our destination. Let's make camp here tonight and ponder them.'

And so we did. That evening, after dinner, I heard Maram repeating the verses to the Way Rhymes as well as those of his epic doggerel that he insisted on adding to. Over the next few days, as we continued our journey, the Way Rhymes, at least, guided us through the maze of mountains, valleys and chasms that made up this section of the lower Nagarshath. Through forests of elm and oak, and swaths of blue spruce, we rode our horses up and up — and then down and down. But as the miles vanished behind us, it became clear that our way wound more up than down, and we worked on gradually higher. Each camp that we made, it seemed, was colder than the preceding one. On our fourth day after the King's Divide, as we called it, it rained all that afternoon and turned to snow in the evening. We spent a miserable night heaping wood on the fire and huddling as close to its leaping flames as we dared, swaddled in our cloaks like newborns. The next day, however, the sun came out and fired the snow-dusted rocks and trees with a brilliance like unto millions of diamonds. It did not take long for spring's heat to melt away this fluffy white veneer. We rode up a long valley full of deer, voles and singing birds, and we basked in Ashte's warmth.

And then, just past noon, we came upon a landmark told of by the Rhymes. Master Juwain pointed to the right as he said, 'Brother Maram, will you please give us the pertinent verses?'

And Maram, making no objection to being so addressed, said:

Upon a hill a castle rock.

Abode of eagle, kite and hawk.

From sandstone palisades espy

A tri-kul lake as blue as sky.

As Altaru lowered his head to feed upon the rich spring grass blanketing the ground, I sat on top of his broad back and stroked his neck. And I gazed up at the hill under study. A jagged sandstone ridge ran along its crest up to some block-like rocks at the very top, giving it the appearance of a castle's battlements.

'This is surely the place,' Maram said, holding his hand against his forehead. 'But I see no eagles here.'

And then Daj, who had nearly the keenest eyes of all of all of us, pointed to the left of the hill at a dark speck gliding through the air and said, 'Isn't that a hawk?'

And Kane said, 'So, it is, lad — and a goshawk at that.'

'If I were an eagle,' I said, looking at the crags around us, 'I think I would make my aerie here.'

'If you were an eagle,' Maram told me, pointing to the north, 'you wouldn't have to climb that hill to spy out the terrain beyond it, as the verse suggests.'

'You mean, we wouldn't have to climb it, don't you?'

'I? I?' Maram said. He rested his hands upon his belly and looked at me. 'Surely you're not suggesting that I dismount and haul my poor, tired body up that — '