〃I'm fine。〃 He stretched out his legs before him； staring critically at his cracked boots。 Too much snow had ruined the leather…but why should he worry about that now？ 〃I'm fine；〃 he repeated。
Aditu sat down on the stone beside him and looked up to the skies。 There was something quite marvelous about her face； something that he had never seen in her brother； despite the distinct familial resemblance： Jiriki had been very interesting to look at； but Simon thought that Aditu was lovely。
〃Beautiful；〃 he murmured。
〃What？〃 Aditu turned to look at him questioningly； as though she did not know the word。
〃Beautiful；〃 Simon repeated。 〃Everything is very beautiful here。〃 He cursed himself for a coward and took a deep breath。 〃You are beautiful； too； Lady；〃 he finally added。
Aditu stared at him for a moment； her golden eyes puzzled； her mouth creased in what seemed a tiny frown。 Then she abruptly burst into a peal of hissing laughter。 Simon felt himself redden。
〃Don't look so angry。〃 She laughed again。 〃You are a very beautiful Snowlock； Seoman。 I am glad you are happy。〃 Her swift touch on his hand was like ice on a hot forehead。 〃e；〃 Aditu said； 〃we will go on now；〃
The water； uninterested in their doings； continued on its own way； belling and splashing beside them as they made their way down toward the valley。 Scrambling over the rocks as he struggled to keep up with light…stepping Aditu； Simon wondered if just this once he might actually have said the right thing。 She certainly didn't seem angry at his forwardness。 Still； he resolved to continue thinking carefully before he spoke。 These Sithi were damnably unpredictable！
When they had nearly reached level ground； they stopped before a pair of towering hemlocks whose trunks seemed vast enough to be the columns upholding Heaven。 Where these mighty trees thrust up between their smaller neighbors into unshadowed sunshine； tangled nets of flower… ing creepers grew like an arbor between the two trunks； trailing blossom… laden vines that hung almost to the ground and quivered in the wind。 The grumble of bees was loudest from the flowers； but they swarmed every…where among the creepers；' stolid laborers in gold and black； wings glistening。
〃Stop；〃 Aditu said。 〃Do not so lightly pass through the Summer Gate。〃
Despite the power and beauty of the great hemlocks； Simon was surprised。 〃This is the gate？ Two trees？〃
Aditu looked very serious。 〃We left all monuments of stone behind when we fled Asu'a the Eastward…Looking； Seoman。 Now； Jiriki bade me tell you something before you entered Shao Irigu。 My brother said that no matter what may occur later； you have been given the rarest of all honors。 You have been brought to a place in which no mortal has ever set foot。 Do you understand that？ No mortal has ever walked in beneath this gate。〃
〃Oh？〃 Simon was startled by her words。 He looked around quickly； fearing he might see some disapproving audience。 〃But。。。 but I just wanted someone to help me。 I was starving 。。。〃
〃e；〃 she said； 〃Jiriki will be waiting。〃 Aditu took a step forward； then turned。 〃And do not look so worried；〃 she smiled。 〃It is a great honor； it is true； but you are Hikka Staja…an Arrow…Bearer。 Jiriki does not break the oldest rules for just anyone。〃
Simon was passing beneath the great trees before he understood what Aditu had said。 〃Break the rules？〃
Aditu was moving quickly now； almost skipping； swift and sure…footed as a deer as she made her way along the path that stretched downhill from the Summer Gate。 The forest here seemed just as wild but more acmodating。 Trees as old and grand as these could never have known the touch of an axe； yet they stopped just short of the path； their hanging branches would not brush the head of any but the tallest traveler。
They followed this winding path for no little way； traveling on a rise just a short distance above the floor of the valley。 The forest was so thick…shrouded with trees on either side of the path that Simon could never see more than a stone's throw before him； and began to feel as though he stood in one place while an endless succession of mossy trunks marched past him。 The air had bee positively warm。 The wild river… which； judging from its noisy voice； snaked a parallel course along the valley floor not a hundred cubits away…filled the forest air with delicate mist。 The sleepy hum of bees and other insects washed over Simon like a healthy swallow of Binabik's hunt…liquor。
He had almost forgotten himself entirely； and was dreamily following Aditu by sheer repetition of left foot； right foot； left foot； when the Sitha…woman drew him to a halt。 To their left the curtain of trees fell away； revealing the valley floor。
〃Turn；〃 she said； suddenly whispering。 〃Remember； Seoman； you are the first of your kind to see Jao e…Tinukai'i…the Boat on the Ocean of Trees。〃
It was nothing like a boat； of course； but Simon understood the name in an instant。 Stretched between treetop and ground； and from trunk to trunk and bough to bough； the billowing sheets of cloth in a thousand diverse colors resembled at first sight nothing so much as exquisite sails… indeed； for that first moment the entire valley floor seemed in truth a vast and incredible ship。
Some of these expanses of brilliantly gleaming cloth had been stretched and tented to make roofs。 Others twined about the trunks of trees； or spanned from bough to ground to form translucent walls。 Some simply heaved and snapped in the wind； bound to the highest branches with shiny cords and allowed to wave。 The whole city undulated with every shift of the wind； like a seaweed forest on the ocean floor bowing gracefully with the tide。
The cloth and binding cords mirrored with subtle differences the hues of the forest all around； so that in places the additions were barely discernible from that which had grown naturally。 In fact； as Simon peered closer； overwhelmed with Jao e…Tinukai'i's subtle and fragile beauty； he saw that in many places the forest and city appeared to have truly been shaped as one； so that they blended together with unearthly harmony。 The river which meandered along the center of the valley floor was more subdued here； but still full of relentless； ringing music； the rippling light it reflected onto the city's shifting facades added to the illusion of watery depth。 Simon thought he could also see the silvery tracks of other streams weaving in and out through the trees。
The forest floor between the houses…if such they were…was covered with thick greenery； mostly springy clover。 This grew like a carpet everywhere but on the paths of dark earth that had been lined with shimmering white stone。 A few of the gracefully haphazard bridges that spanned the waterway were also constructed of this same stone。 Beside these paths； strange birds with fanlike； iridescent tails of green and blue and yellow strutted or flapped unsteadily back and forth between earth and the lowest branches of the surrounding trees； all the while uttering harsh and somewhat foolish…sounding cries。 There were other flashes of incandescent color among the upper branches； birds as brilliantly…feathered as the fantails but considerably more mellifluous of voice。
Warm； gentle winds lifted an essence of spices and tree sap and summer grass to Simon's nose； the avian choir fluted a thousand different songs that somehow fit together like a terrifyingly beautiful puzzle。 The marvelous city stretched away before him into the sunlit forest； a Heaven more weling than any he had ever envisioned。
〃It's 。 。 。 wonderful；〃 Simon breathed。
〃e；〃 Aditu said。 〃Jiriki awaits you in his house。〃
She beckoned。 When he didn't move； she gently took his hand and led him。 Simon stared around in delight and awe as they followed a cross…trail down off the rise and onto the outermost path of the valley floor。 The rustling of silken folds and the murmuring river blended their melodies together beneath the birdsong； creating a new sound that was altogether different； but still infinitely satisfying。
There was a long time of looking； smelling； and listening before Simon ever began thinking once more。 〃Where is everyon