The Cup of the World (2004)
The Cup of the World
“Here the lake, flooding north, divided and embraced the massif in two great arms. The main body of water washed the western and then the northern slopes as it bent to crash at last over the great falls. But the lesser arm turned east at once, wandering in a narrowing creek through the steep hillsides.
Up this sleeve of water crept a boat under oars. The thorn slopes towered ahead and on both sides. Their reflections darkened the surface of the lake. The sun was falling to the west. It was a sti...ll evening, with very little wind. Beyond the constant splash, splash of the oars the rough banks slipped backwards and gave no sound.
Phaedra, crouching in the bows, saw the faces of her party all bathed in that soft light. The fishermen, father and son, who worked the oars: the old man's brown skin was lined as deep as yew wood. Orani, Eridi, Ambrose; and the two guards huddled uncomfortably in the stern. One of the men was a recruit called Massey He was a poor cousin-by-marriage to Elanor Massey of Aclete, with a burly, red-bearded look that lent confidence.MoreLess
Up this sleeve of water crept a boat under oars. The thorn slopes towered ahead and on both sides. Their reflections darkened the surface of the lake. The sun was falling to the west. It was a sti...ll evening, with very little wind. Beyond the constant splash, splash of the oars the rough banks slipped backwards and gave no sound.
Phaedra, crouching in the bows, saw the faces of her party all bathed in that soft light. The fishermen, father and son, who worked the oars: the old man's brown skin was lined as deep as yew wood. Orani, Eridi, Ambrose; and the two guards huddled uncomfortably in the stern. One of the men was a recruit called Massey He was a poor cousin-by-marriage to Elanor Massey of Aclete, with a burly, red-bearded look that lent confidence.MoreLess
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