The Stars Askew
“He lay recovering in the rooms that had once belonged to Technis’s Director. Max recalled the flight from the Arbor Palace as he would a dream. They had come up out of the lake, coughing and spluttering up water, still holding the bag with the Core. Aya had been in control of his body and had plunged into the gardens. A blood-orchid had wrapped its whiplike frond around his ankle, dragged him toward its drooling head. Aya had tried to compose a formula to send the flower to sleep, but his stren...gth had been used up by the invisibility charm and the savage struggle with Max, who lay in a dark stupor. Without Kata, they would certainly have died there, but she had arrived in time, cut him free, and led him back to safety.
Aya dressed himself and wandered into the Director’s grand office, where the bag with the Core lay on the great desk. Behind the desk stood the egg-shaped memory-catcher, that other reminder of those days when things were falling apart. By the time the ancients had built those things, their paradise had been long disintegrating.MoreLess
Aya dressed himself and wandered into the Director’s grand office, where the bag with the Core lay on the great desk. Behind the desk stood the egg-shaped memory-catcher, that other reminder of those days when things were falling apart. By the time the ancients had built those things, their paradise had been long disintegrating.MoreLess
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