The ship is small and smells strange; it's a transportation vessel, not a more expensive Clan one, and the engine room is not as well-insulated as most, making it bright, noisy, oddly scented, and always shaking slightly. There are three hallways off the section above the main ramp; usually, they're completely dark. Today, there's a blue-white glow ( Read more... )

( I won't cry for yesterday. There's an ordinary world somehow I have to find. . . )

It's supposed to be a simple task; but, of course, it isn't.

First one of the great Clans asks for more information drawn by observing pyode amedha. Lesser hunters scatter to see if they can find it. Cre'hktdi finds that most hunters are making beelines for the best grounds, and wouldn't care to quarrel or risk interfering with their hunts by ( Read more... )