The dark of WacxGonn trees, with their low-hanging evergreen
bows, gave Darla little solace. She
darted along the path, flitting in and out of their protective shadows. The gown, so effective in dazzling Ishtar,
acted like a beacon every time the woman stepped into the moonlit night.
Searching eyes could be anywhere now. There had been no time for Darla to gather
her flight suit and weapons. She was
sure they, along with all the ‘vision’ gadgets, were long since
discovered. Legion would not be pleased
with someone ‘messing’ with his special ‘toy’.
The woman was beginning to regret not waiting for the remainder of the
mission team, but what else could she have done? If they had failed to make contact with the
child this night, the entire mission would be in jeopardy.
Darla pulled the communicator from a hidden pocket in her
dress. A series of tiny blue lights
flashed to life in rapid succession, only to fade, one after the other. Again they would flash, searching for an
incoming signal… Still nothing. ‘They should at least be here by now. What’s taking them…?’
There was good reason for Darla to worry. This was a strange and curious world she
found herself wandering alone in. Long
years before, Euroaquilo, her mentor and intimate companion had journeyed with
the woman into this place. His warnings,
recalled, did not bring comfort. “This
is a world that defies all known laws. It’s
quirky, doing as it pleases, and biding no ‘intruder’s’ commands. You would do well not to wander here alone.”
Euroaquilo had informed Darla of some of the known and
imagined history of this place… most still a dark mystery to even the oldest
and wisest of her kind. It had been said
that time and space matter little here.
Sojourners navigated it by linking up complex mathematical coordinates
with existing star system charts, adding in galactic rotational calculations,
and then, as Euroaquilo said, ‘mix in a little gut feeling’, and there was
their destination.
Her successful and timely arrival had been no small miracle. She managed the rendezvous at Eden’s Gate
after losing two bandits intent on her interception. After waiting several hours for her contacts,
she had ventured through the jump portal, trusting to her own ability in
finding the ‘one’ portal stream out of millions that would deliver her to this
one location.
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