![]() He gently disengaged from the female Neyel after noticing that one of her feet was grasping his leg hard enough to whiten the gray flesh beneath his loose pilgrim's robe. To comfort Nozomi, he took one of her hands even as her graceful forked tail gently entwined with his. As a Neyel who had forsworn his own people's conquest-hardened traditions to live among society's slaves and outcasts, he knew well that faith was often the only thing that sustained him. Effulgent tendrils of energy reached across millions of klomters of trackless emptiness toward the battered transport craft, like the probing fingers of some great, grasping hand.įrane heard Nozomi gasp as she cowered behind him, as though the image threatened to reach straight through the cramped vessel's viewer and grab her. It was the most beautiful and terrible sight he had ever beheld. ![]() Or is it fear? he wondered in some deep, shrouded corner of his soul.īut the vista that stretched before the assembled Seekers After Penance took Frane to a place far beyond fear. "Behold," Frane said, unable to keep a slight tremor of awe out of his voice. Small Magellanic Cloud, 7 January 2380 (Auld Greg Aerth Calendar) ![]()
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