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.“Sleep for a while longer,” he said, his hands stroking her arm.Then softer than before, his fingers against the cuts on her cheek, he added,“I’m sorry about earlier.”She turned her head to see his face.“I’m not her.”“A part of you is.And that part is mine just as I’m hers.”“And after this happens? What part will be left?”His eyes were gentle.“Would a lie from me change the truth? Nexus Change ispeaking.The dance you’ll perform will control the release of energy you’recapable of linking with.There’s no place in it for your survival.”She shook her head.“Li-Fu’s story says differently.Niv, my Niv, being heresays differently.”“If it helps, believe anything you like.”His eyes stared through her and she looked away.Luck.Should she hold hertongue right, burn a joss stick?“This is the whole of creation right here.” Garm pulled her closer until her head was tucked in the crook of his arm.Ulim finally brought the change of clothes just when she had fallen asleepagain.He coughed, waking them both, and knelt at the stand of beams where adoor should be but led instead to a double-ended corridor lined by cabinets.Sleeves in various colors of silk hung like scarves from the bundle in his arms.Garm pulled a heavy black robe from the bottom of the bundle, sending Ulimscrambling for the sliding underrobes.Holding the cloth at arms length, Garmturned full circle as though studying it in different lights.Without a word, he threw it down beside her on the makeshift bed.A plain even-weave cloth but with the threads varying in thickness.Interestingin the hand even when the depth of the black colour kept the eye from seeing itproperly.Where the cloth had been folded showed in the stubborn bending of thefibers, the black silk faded to dark green along the crease.While Garm sorted out the rumpled pile of underrobes, she smoothed the black overrobe on her lap.“The pearl-silver silk matches your braids,” Garm said.The underrobe fell ontop of the other.A satin weave, it was cool and would feel good against her skin.“If you sayso,” she said, and pushed it to one side to smooth out the black robe again.Garm pulled the heavy robe from her hands.In the same movement as he letit drop to the floor, he knelt.Taking one of her hands in his, he turned it, showing Laurel Hickeywww.2morrow.bc.caEye of the Ocean – Book 1: Rithe same concentration as he had the robe earlier.“By the time you finished,your braids wouldn’t have matched the underrobe at all.The dye must not befast.” As he had before, he kissed her palm, then not stopping, sucked on the tips of her fingers, one by one.A knee spread her thighs apart, he straddled one leg.Her other hand was on his sleeve although she knew she didn’t have thestrength to force him to let her go.Or the will to use the power she did have.And found she had no will against him at all, only for.His lips tasted of the cream from her hands.Ulim coughed again and Garm turned his head.“Is there some place you haveto go?” he asked coldly.“Lord.” The old Simic’s voice cracked.“Don’t be cruel,” she whispered into Garm’s ear, then bit the lobe.“Besides,I’ve never liked an audience.”He laughed as he turned to face her again.He must have signed the aide leaveto go, she heard him run away.He didn’t call the aides back to dress her, but did it himself.The heavy robemoved with a solemn sweep of the tiles which she magnified into a small danceby twirling in place.Stopping with a curtsy to Garm, she asked, “Is this better than the yellow?” She had hoped to see him smile, but his eyes were a mirror tohers and she was suddenly terrified.“Black’s not my color,” she said hoarsely.He had said so.For his answer, he pulled the curtains back: a wide terrace overlooking thespiral with the dunes behind.Sunset was over the world-altar, a single sunsetting in a cobalt sky.A few stars showed; she had never seen real stars, only Net images.She walked out onto the terrace to the sound of Temple drums, the large i’sin,capable of a deep throaty sound but barely hinting at their potential now.Theywould have brought them down while she’d been sleeping, one of the drums ateach spring, under the trees.Li-Fu would be at the center mound.Two of her, living and dead.Ulandashuddered and crossed her arms, loosing her hands in the wide sleeves.I didn’texist here, she thought, but the others, their bodies were in this reality, andpieces of their different lives were still here.Garm entertained himself by directing the Stewards in setting up the dinner onthe terrace, with Bolda moving most things that had already been placed.Threetall tables were set a little apart, each surrounded by spindle legged chairs,similar to those in Garm’s Suite in Palace.Time passed while she listened to the drums and followed the matchingevolution of the sound and how the lines of power were growing.The Simicportion of the Opening.They had pushed out the world-net as best they could,Laurel Hickeywww.2morrow.bc.caEye of the Ocean – Book 1: Rione layer of the warding was just to do that, but she heard it all around, testing the barriers.“The two Li-Fu’s can manage it perhaps,” she whispered to the air.The livingand the dead.Garm glanced at her, but she thought he hadn’t heard [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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.“Sleep for a while longer,” he said, his hands stroking her arm.Then softer than before, his fingers against the cuts on her cheek, he added,“I’m sorry about earlier.”She turned her head to see his face.“I’m not her.”“A part of you is.And that part is mine just as I’m hers.”“And after this happens? What part will be left?”His eyes were gentle.“Would a lie from me change the truth? Nexus Change ispeaking.The dance you’ll perform will control the release of energy you’recapable of linking with.There’s no place in it for your survival.”She shook her head.“Li-Fu’s story says differently.Niv, my Niv, being heresays differently.”“If it helps, believe anything you like.”His eyes stared through her and she looked away.Luck.Should she hold hertongue right, burn a joss stick?“This is the whole of creation right here.” Garm pulled her closer until her head was tucked in the crook of his arm.Ulim finally brought the change of clothes just when she had fallen asleepagain.He coughed, waking them both, and knelt at the stand of beams where adoor should be but led instead to a double-ended corridor lined by cabinets.Sleeves in various colors of silk hung like scarves from the bundle in his arms.Garm pulled a heavy black robe from the bottom of the bundle, sending Ulimscrambling for the sliding underrobes.Holding the cloth at arms length, Garmturned full circle as though studying it in different lights.Without a word, he threw it down beside her on the makeshift bed.A plain even-weave cloth but with the threads varying in thickness.Interestingin the hand even when the depth of the black colour kept the eye from seeing itproperly.Where the cloth had been folded showed in the stubborn bending of thefibers, the black silk faded to dark green along the crease.While Garm sorted out the rumpled pile of underrobes, she smoothed the black overrobe on her lap.“The pearl-silver silk matches your braids,” Garm said.The underrobe fell ontop of the other.A satin weave, it was cool and would feel good against her skin.“If you sayso,” she said, and pushed it to one side to smooth out the black robe again.Garm pulled the heavy robe from her hands.In the same movement as he letit drop to the floor, he knelt.Taking one of her hands in his, he turned it, showing Laurel Hickeywww.2morrow.bc.caEye of the Ocean – Book 1: Rithe same concentration as he had the robe earlier.“By the time you finished,your braids wouldn’t have matched the underrobe at all.The dye must not befast.” As he had before, he kissed her palm, then not stopping, sucked on the tips of her fingers, one by one.A knee spread her thighs apart, he straddled one leg.Her other hand was on his sleeve although she knew she didn’t have thestrength to force him to let her go.Or the will to use the power she did have.And found she had no will against him at all, only for.His lips tasted of the cream from her hands.Ulim coughed again and Garm turned his head.“Is there some place you haveto go?” he asked coldly.“Lord.” The old Simic’s voice cracked.“Don’t be cruel,” she whispered into Garm’s ear, then bit the lobe.“Besides,I’ve never liked an audience.”He laughed as he turned to face her again.He must have signed the aide leaveto go, she heard him run away.He didn’t call the aides back to dress her, but did it himself.The heavy robemoved with a solemn sweep of the tiles which she magnified into a small danceby twirling in place.Stopping with a curtsy to Garm, she asked, “Is this better than the yellow?” She had hoped to see him smile, but his eyes were a mirror tohers and she was suddenly terrified.“Black’s not my color,” she said hoarsely.He had said so.For his answer, he pulled the curtains back: a wide terrace overlooking thespiral with the dunes behind.Sunset was over the world-altar, a single sunsetting in a cobalt sky.A few stars showed; she had never seen real stars, only Net images.She walked out onto the terrace to the sound of Temple drums, the large i’sin,capable of a deep throaty sound but barely hinting at their potential now.Theywould have brought them down while she’d been sleeping, one of the drums ateach spring, under the trees.Li-Fu would be at the center mound.Two of her, living and dead.Ulandashuddered and crossed her arms, loosing her hands in the wide sleeves.I didn’texist here, she thought, but the others, their bodies were in this reality, andpieces of their different lives were still here.Garm entertained himself by directing the Stewards in setting up the dinner onthe terrace, with Bolda moving most things that had already been placed.Threetall tables were set a little apart, each surrounded by spindle legged chairs,similar to those in Garm’s Suite in Palace.Time passed while she listened to the drums and followed the matchingevolution of the sound and how the lines of power were growing.The Simicportion of the Opening.They had pushed out the world-net as best they could,Laurel Hickeywww.2morrow.bc.caEye of the Ocean – Book 1: Rione layer of the warding was just to do that, but she heard it all around, testing the barriers.“The two Li-Fu’s can manage it perhaps,” she whispered to the air.The livingand the dead.Garm glanced at her, but she thought he hadn’t heard [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]