metal jaws clamped down on it, allowing him to lower his legs. He turned and went outside, a bit slower than when hed entered, weighed down by the books bulk.
They followed Cornelius out to the plaza and one by one climbed onto his back. Lucifer stood below in the palace portico looking up at them through the cherry-colored dome glass he held before his right eye.
"The good thing about glass is that we can melt it down and use it again. This marble is a total loss, though. Maybe Ill have some bankers dig it out with their teeth. " Lucifer bowed deeply to them, waved once, turned on his heels and strode back inside his palace.
Spyder and the others held on tight as Cornelius loped through the wreckage of Pandemonium, out across the plains of Hell to one of the impossibly high walls that were the boundaries of the underworld. Then, they began to climb.
Fifty Eight
Roll Me a Smoke, John Wayne
"Eight legs good! Two legs bad!" Lulu shouted as they strode across the desert.
They were making great time. Cornelius never needed to rest or slow down, even when walking straight into a sandstorm. Spyder told him to head for Berenice and he started straight across the desert without hesitation. What had taken them days to traverse on the way out, they now covered in a few hours. When they caught sight of the city of memories, around mid-morning, it was strangely reassuring.
"One step closer to home," said Shrike.
Something was happening around Berenice. Even at a distance, they could see it. A dozen airships were in port on the south side of the city. Spyder wondered if they should bypass the city and head across the open desert, hoping they could get a ride
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