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echoing through whatever ...
awareness . . . or reality ... surrounded her. They were, she knew in some
dim recess of her mind, aftershocks of the force that had hurled them to ...
wherever she was now. She felt the shock waves, but was separated from
them... and from her companions. There was a boundary layer...
She felt that she was clawing her way upward through an endless sea, holding
her breath, praying that she could reach the surface before her lungs burst.
The surface shimmered out of reach, but she kept swimming toward it, trying to
cry out, but unable to make a sound.
She wanted to weep, not knowing where in this ocean she was, or if she was
alone, or if she was even really alive. She was aware of pain, but it too was
separated from her.
She heard someone calling her name, calling ...
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And then it all began to slip away. The voice faded. She felt herself
sinking back into unawareness, into the quiet tidepool of the unconscious from
which she had risen.
jarvorus' recovery from the shock of passage came slowly.
The stunned feeling of bewilderment was gradually fading.
Whatever that enormous thing was that had hurled the human vessel across
several layers of space and time, it had done so with an astounding force.
Despite jarvorus' abilities to skate across space-time boundaries, he was
nonetheless amazed to find himself unharmed, and still securely ensconced near
the vessel's power source.
As he regained his faculties, the warrior looked around for the others. The
iffling was still there. It looked as though it too had been stunned, but was
now awakening. He thought briefly of attacking, but he himself was hardly
prepared for a fight just now. In any case, he felt a curious reluctance. He
recalled his earlier feeling that there was something about this creature that
he liked . . . that he wanted to understand. As long as the iffling did not
interfere with his mission to lead the One where she was supposed to go, its
continued life would not be a problem.
The human and her shipmate were glowing with life, as well, but not moving.
They appeared not to be conscious.
There was also that strange, cold light that flickered and rasped, the thing
that seemed in a way almost alive, but not quite like any of the others. It
was making odd hacking concussions now, which conveyed no meaning to jarvorus.
Jarvorus turned his attention to the real question, which was, where were
they?
He peered past the shimmering layers of energy that protected the vessel from
the surrounding medium, and was startled to see a landscape full of sharp
craggy rises and deep dips, and a multicolored sky. The ship was lodged
against the side of one of those crags. Strong winds outside were making the
ship shudder. There was something about the sight . . . something in the air
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that made him ache strangely, that made him shudder as well, that had nothing
to do with the force of the wind. There was a sharp, challenging smell in the
air that seemed to
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urge him to leave this vessel, to fly free. He felt, for a moment, almost as
if he remembered this place. An image rose unbidden in his thoughts of an
enclosed place of rock, a cavern-life winking in the crevices, most
unwarriorlike beings chattering and singing. The image puzzled him.
Was this home? He scarcely remembered his life prior to his time as a
warrior. Had they arrived back in the realm of his origin, the realm he had
been remade and reborn to protect?
jarvorus studied the landscape with wonderment, pausing only for an instant to
glance in the direction of the iffling. It was glimmering with energy, [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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echoing through whatever ...
awareness . . . or reality ... surrounded her. They were, she knew in some
dim recess of her mind, aftershocks of the force that had hurled them to ...
wherever she was now. She felt the shock waves, but was separated from
them... and from her companions. There was a boundary layer...
She felt that she was clawing her way upward through an endless sea, holding
her breath, praying that she could reach the surface before her lungs burst.
The surface shimmered out of reach, but she kept swimming toward it, trying to
cry out, but unable to make a sound.
She wanted to weep, not knowing where in this ocean she was, or if she was
alone, or if she was even really alive. She was aware of pain, but it too was
separated from her.
She heard someone calling her name, calling ...
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And then it all began to slip away. The voice faded. She felt herself
sinking back into unawareness, into the quiet tidepool of the unconscious from
which she had risen.
jarvorus' recovery from the shock of passage came slowly.
The stunned feeling of bewilderment was gradually fading.
Whatever that enormous thing was that had hurled the human vessel across
several layers of space and time, it had done so with an astounding force.
Despite jarvorus' abilities to skate across space-time boundaries, he was
nonetheless amazed to find himself unharmed, and still securely ensconced near
the vessel's power source.
As he regained his faculties, the warrior looked around for the others. The
iffling was still there. It looked as though it too had been stunned, but was
now awakening. He thought briefly of attacking, but he himself was hardly
prepared for a fight just now. In any case, he felt a curious reluctance. He
recalled his earlier feeling that there was something about this creature that
he liked . . . that he wanted to understand. As long as the iffling did not
interfere with his mission to lead the One where she was supposed to go, its
continued life would not be a problem.
The human and her shipmate were glowing with life, as well, but not moving.
They appeared not to be conscious.
There was also that strange, cold light that flickered and rasped, the thing
that seemed in a way almost alive, but not quite like any of the others. It
was making odd hacking concussions now, which conveyed no meaning to jarvorus.
Jarvorus turned his attention to the real question, which was, where were
they?
He peered past the shimmering layers of energy that protected the vessel from
the surrounding medium, and was startled to see a landscape full of sharp
craggy rises and deep dips, and a multicolored sky. The ship was lodged
against the side of one of those crags. Strong winds outside were making the
ship shudder. There was something about the sight . . . something in the air
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that made him ache strangely, that made him shudder as well, that had nothing
to do with the force of the wind. There was a sharp, challenging smell in the
air that seemed to
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urge him to leave this vessel, to fly free. He felt, for a moment, almost as
if he remembered this place. An image rose unbidden in his thoughts of an
enclosed place of rock, a cavern-life winking in the crevices, most
unwarriorlike beings chattering and singing. The image puzzled him.
Was this home? He scarcely remembered his life prior to his time as a
warrior. Had they arrived back in the realm of his origin, the realm he had
been remade and reborn to protect?
jarvorus studied the landscape with wonderment, pausing only for an instant to
glance in the direction of the iffling. It was glimmering with energy, [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]