
“What did she look like?”ĭoes he think he knew her? Moon thought, incredulous. “No,” he said, slowly, not trying to conceal his opinion that this was a crazy question. I thought they all failed and went back into the reaches, but maybe not.” Stone poked at the tinder thoughtfully. “There were a few courts that went that far east. “This happened somewhere further east? Around the curve of the gulf of Abascene?” Once the tinder and the smaller twigs had caught, he sat back, carefully feeding in broken branches. Stone winced, and turned his attention back to the fire. He admitted, “It was just my mother, and my brothers and sister. Moon debated a moment, weighing the tactic of implying that there were others who would come to his aid versus the possibility of being tortured to reveal their location. “What court are you from? Where’s your colony?” “I’m old.” Stone frowned at him, as if Moon was the one who sounded crazy.
