Chapters (68)
- Title page
- Dedication
- Part I
- One
- Two
- Three
- Four
- Five
- Six
- Seven
- Eight
- Nine
- Ten
- Eleven
- Twelve
- Thirteen
- Fourteen
- Fifteen
- Sixteen
- Seventeen
- Eighteen
- Nineteen
- Twenty
- Twenty-one
- Twenty-two
- Twenty-three
- Twenty-four
- Twenty-five
- GAIA YOUNG. SUBJECTIVE IMPRESSIONS.MISSION DAY 20. 20:25 MT.
- Part II
- Twenty-six
- Twenty-seven
- Twenty-eight
- Twenty-nine
- Thirty
- Thirty-one
- Thirty-two
- Thirty-three
- Thirty-four
- Thirty-five
- Thirty-six
- Thirty-seven
- GAIA YOUNG. SUBJECTIVE IMPRESSIONS.MISSION DAY 22. 20:05 MT.
- Thirty-eight
- Thirty-nine
- Forty
- Forty-one
- GAIA YOUNG. SUBJECTIVE IMPRESSIONS.MISSION DAY 25. 15:30 MT.
- Forty-two
- Forty-three
- Forty-four
- Forty-five
- Forty-six
- Forty-seven
- Forty-eight
- Forty-nine
- Fifty
- Fifty-one
- Fifty-two
- Fifty-three
- Fifty-four
- Part III
- Fifty-five
- Fifty-six
- Fifty-seven
- Fifty-eight
- Also by Chris Beckett
- Copyright page
With helpers standing anxiously round him, and his two shelterwomen Jane and Flowerlight gripping his hands, old Strongheart climbed down slowly from his seat and made his way towards the Earth people. Us Michael’s Place folk pulled back to let him through.
‘President was a woman!’ Strongheart hissed, when he was close enough to speak to the Earth people without shouting. Most people there wouldn’t have been able to hear him, but of course, we Michael’s Place people were right there at the front.
The Earth people stared at him for several heartbeats, while forest pulsed round us – hmmmph hmmmph hmmmph – and Starry Swirl blazed down from the black black sky.
‘The President of Merka, you mean?’ Marius asked. ‘There have been women presidents of course, going well back before then, but at that particular time—’
Old Strongheart shook off his two shelterwomen. His face was purple with rage, but at the same time he looked like he might be about to cry.
‘All our stories say President was a woman.’
‘Like Marius said,’ Gaia soothed him, ‘many presidents were women but—’
‘But at the time of the Defiant mission, President was a man,’ Marius said. ‘His name was Rivera, and—’
‘All our stories say it was a woman,’ Strongheart repeated stubbornly – he didn’t look so much like a Head Guard right then as a scared and wobbly old man whose life would soon slip away from him, ‘and it was her that called the three men in the starship and told them to come back down from the sky.’
‘She called the three men?’ Marius smiled. ‘Ah! I think I can see what’s happened here! You’re thinking of Kate Grantham, the Drektor of the Glacksy Project. It was her who called the three of them to say the mission was cancelled, and her that ordered the Orbit Police – you know them as Angela Young and Michael Tennison – to go after them when they ignored her. Grantham was a woman, but the President was a man. I reckon you’ve got the two of them mixed up somewhere along the line.’
All round us, people were watching the conversation intently, trying to make out what was being said. Far off in forest, a starbird called: Hooom! Hooom! Hooom! And just when you might have expected another starbird to answer it, the veekle answered instead. Beep! Beep! Beep! It was pretty funny, but only a couple of people laughed.
‘I’m not sure you’ve even mixed it up all that much,’ Gaia said kindly. ‘It’s more like you’ve made it a bit simpler. You’ve just combined the two characters into one. Not surprising after such a long time. It was a woman that called them back, you’re quite right about that, and she was a very powerful person, just as you remember in your stories, but she wasn’t the President of Merka.’