I rubbed my half-inflated sac, making a hollow, rumbling sound. Stand by to pull back, Pyre said tersely. She was not strong enough to support such attention, not just now. He was looking at her so carefully, so thoroughly, that Miriamele had to turn away and pull her cloak up over her face. He shouted again, clutching his neck, and fumbled in the dirt for his spear. The gray shape fluttered up, wings churning, and hung over his head just beyond his reach. It sailed through the branches like a huge gray leaf and fetched up against his neck, but this leaf had talons when he felt them at his throat the armored man gave a shout of horror and dropped his spear, beating at whatever had clutched him. Within an instant, even before the mounting fear could truly take hold of them, a dark shape dropped from the trees over the camp and skimmed swiftly toward the sentry. 'You get one each,' said the big-busted woman in the blue dress, who was leading the group. 'You crossed the Valley of the Lost? You went into the Old World! You're just filled right up full with little secrets.' We need her wisdom and guidance as much as we always have.

We will continue to have our Mother Confessor, he said. Ilya Fedorovich is a serious professional, Comrade Chairman.

He says the meeting went well, but he will not say another word with out your permission. We arrived on site yesterday afternoon, eighteen hours ahead of schedule, and positioned the Ocean Venturer above the wreck. The nights were warm enough but it was quite miserable. My hands were tied over my head I stood all that while, sleeping on my feet. They would take reeds and sticks and prod my organs, touch my face, my arms and legs, whatever they could.

I was handled roughly like so much baggage, bound at night to a pole outside the Captain's tent and though no one was allowed to violate me, I was tormented by the soldiers. It was a long journey to the Queen's Kingdom.

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