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“Evening had turned the sky a deep persimmon. The remaining sunlight enriched the colors of the ubiquitous flowers and foliage to even greater vibrancy, as if the saturation filter had been notched up several levels. Caleb noted all this in passing as he strode deliberately forward. He didn’t know how he was going to do this, only that he had to make the attempt.”

“Reluctantly, we had already accepted every challenge at the moment we were born. And as long as we live, we have no right to give up. For we, or at least someone very similar to us, already died once, long ago in a faraway place.”

“Don’t talk. Don’t sputter out a solitary protest or it will be your last. Take me to them.” “Who the f**k are you?” He palmed the man’s forehead and slammed his skull against the wall. “I said don’t talk, and you want to do as I say. I’m the one thing monsters like you and your kind fear. I’m what haunts your nightmares and hunts you in the darkness.”

“It was killing him, seeing her this way. She was not meant to be uncertain, timid or fearful; the woman he knew exuded confidence so fiercely it might as well be a damn spiritual aura. He needed to fix this. “It’s time to adjust your perspective. You want to show the politicians on Earth they don’t rule the galaxy? Well, let’s show them.”

“Flammflorbs, archypodsplays, clinker crabs, dorsaldorydabbs, mingslakks, linglimes, occocobbers, firgengobblers, smitesnides, orkusta shelled bunkbarnacles, balootabinks, jorgentua jellyfish, tungol widders, teleosti chimaras, and things stranger, yet to be named, Klubbe and his crew members observed through their portholes, lit by the lamps of their submarine's lanterns.”

“There I saw again, but not yet pressed and dried like the Nautilus's specimens, some peacock's tails spread open like fans to stir up a cooling breeze, scarlet rosetangle, sea tangle stretching out their young and edible shoots, twisting strings of kelp from the genus Nereocystis that bloomed to a height of fifteen meters [...] Near one o'clock, Captain Nemo gave the signal to halt. Speaking for myself, I was glad to oblige, and we stretched out beneath an arbour of winged kelp, whose long thin tendrils stood up like arrows.”

“A lesson any writer can use. Don’t be afraid. That simple; don’t let them scare you. There’s nothing they can do to you. If they kick you out of films, do TV. If they kick you out of TV, write novels. If they won’t buy your novels, sell short stories. Can’t do that, then take a job as a bricklayer. A writer always writes. That’s what he’s for. And if they won’t let you write one kind of thing, if they chop you off at the pockets in the market place, then go to another market place. And if they close off all the bazaars, then by God go and work with your hands till you can write, because the talent is always there. But the first time you say, “Oh, Christ, they’ll kill me!” then you’re done. Because the chief commodity a writer has to sell is his courage. And if he has none, he is more than a coward. He is a sellout and a fink and a heretic, because writing is a holy chore.”

“Without question, I felt an unnatural presence looming somewhere within the walls of my bedroom. I gradually began to recognize that the manifestation was speaking to me as if I were an acquaintance. His manner was quite affable as he appealed to me to stay calm and listen attentively to his message. He requested that I focus my vision straight ahead into the darkness and then close my eyes. When he gave the signal, I needed to slowly reopen my eyes to witness him visually. The signal was perceptually vague, but I received it. When I opened my eyes, I knew someone was sharing my room with me, but I had no idea who. I couldn’t identify the barely-perceptible image of a human form floating buoyantly at the foot of my bed.”

“I know, Mom, and I promise you, I will always be there for you whenever you need me, I pledge this to you. You need to go to bed now; you have to be up early. Good night, Mom.” She wiped a tear out of her eye as she looked lovingly at me. She cracked a truthful, delicate smile as she walked toward her bedroom. I might have been wrong, but it seemed to be a smile born out of relief.”

“Eyuran,” I addressed his Node. “What was in this one?” He came closer and studied the huge case, which was easily twice the height of an adult Danna and had body slots for some kind of gear. “I don’t know for sure. I haven't seen this before. It resembles a gearbot sarx, but those are usually larger. Must be a new, compact model.” Observing the empty sarx, a wave of bad feelings came over me. “I also saw some of the weapon crates with broken locks.” “If someone is operating a gearbot, a bunch of guns will be the least of our worries. A hull repairer can’t even begin to compete with the power of an assault exomachine.” He looked around and frowned. “By the way, the whole hull repairer rack is empty. Counting the one you took out, we should have seven more roaming somewhere on the ship.”

“I thought carefully as I watched Eyuran treat Uncle Orewen’s wounds. There is no one in their right mind who would assault a Danna, simply because the enemy of an individual becomes the enemy of the whole kennar. Kennar are usually related to each other, which would probably make the unlucky person the enemy of the entire Tue Dannan. And Danna settle things the old way.”

“Inky blackness was dotted with glimmering spots of light. The slender curve of a pastel blue planet, half-shaded in darkness, loomed in the distance. Space; she was in space. Despite how illogical it sounded, she was on a spaceship. Pressing a hand against the glass, she stared out into the unending expanse of space and found herself questioning not just reality but also her sanity. This couldn’t possibly be real. There had to be some sort of explanation.”

“More than once, Liuani had heard how a difficult analysis of a scan had been resolved merely by handing it over to Rysal for a second opinion. She was talented in identifying the patterns that others would miss. So in the end, Liuani had to admit to herself that she was inclined to accept that if Rysal said there was something there, then it was likely that there was something there.”

“This pattern keeps repeating itself: murders happen, the murderer is caught and confined. They are never successfully rehabilitated, none have ever admitted to remembering or consciously committing any of the murders. The murders stop happening while they are confined, but once they die, within one to one-and-a half cycles, it starts happening again.”

“All planets exist for a reason. Some exist to provide various resources in the form of chemical elements, while others harbour life that in some way impact the universe. On Syvopia, we affect the universe through ways of entertainment.” “Entertainment?” Dean responds in astonishment. “What type of entertainment?” “The Intergalactic Team Games, of course,” Emperor Pryme says cheerfully. “We provide entertainment for our locals as well as those from other worlds. Our contestants must endure various challenges with high risk and high reward.”

“All planets exist for a reason. Some exist to provide various resources in the form of chemical elements, while others harbour life that in some way impact the universe. On Syvopia, we affect the universe through ways of entertainment.” “Entertainment?” Dean responds in astonishment. “What type of entertainment?” “The Intergalactic Team Games, of course,” Emperor Pryme says cheerfully.”