Jinian Star-eye [antikvár]

The Great MazeSo far as one could see from the outside, the Great Maze was merely a jungle of paths and hedges, trees and bushes, a mighty entanglement lying to the south of the Pervasion of the Dervishes, stretching from there away to the distant sea. Standing on the hill above the Maze, I had looked down into it to see winding trails, clearings, pathways, even quite large open spaces with impenetrable edges of luxuriant green, and in somé of these spaces the easily recog-nized outline of well-known plants: rainhat bush, thrilps, giant wheat. Only natural things.I suppose if you took the top of my skull off and looked at the quivering stuff inside, you would see only flesh, only natural things. Looking at that quak-ing jelly, one wouldn't see ideas or fears; no dreams would leap from the pinky-gray convolutions to dance on the brain top.So, when Peter and I stood beside the Great Maze of Lom - which is the name the Shadowpeople give to this world - we saw no memories rising from the clearings or insinuating their way through the under-brush. And yet, according to Mind Healer Talley, who had told the Dervishes long before, the Maze holds the memories of our world.Each time I thought of this, my mind chased about for a moment and then stopped working. It was not easy to believe, a whole world, remembering. A world actually thinking, planning. A world dreaming, per-haps. A world regretting. A world dying.5