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
Of course Harry’s two guards, David and Mehmet, rushed forwards at once on their bucks, but they didn’t get far. Straight away Luke’s ringmen fired more arrows, not just one or two but dozens of them, and the two of them fell backwards off their bucks onto the snow. Now the other six guards came riding forwards too. The ringmen aimed their bows. In a couple of heartbeats all six would be dead as well. But then Harry yelled out. He was still alive, kneeling in the light of Luke’s buck, with a big circle of red red snow all round him. And he yelled out not just to his own men but to everyone who was there.
‘Gela’s heart, stop it !’ he yelled. ‘Stop this nonsense, will you, and listen!’
And everyone did. There was something about the way this dying man spoke that pulled them up short, ringmen and guards both, Johnfolk and Davidfolk, even the Headmanson of New Earth. Everyone stopped and listened, and in the silence, the Headmanson and the ringmen who’d rode up beside him heard a woman’s voice, small small, that seemed to be speaking from Leader Harry’s hand.
‘Hello Johnfolk,’ it said, ‘this is Gaia from Earth. Three of us have come in a starship. Please stop fighting now and come to meet us.’
Then Harry tipped forwards onto the bloody snow and the black square fell from his hand. Luke jumped down from his buck and picked it up. Almost at once it spoke again, startling him so much that he dropped it back onto the snow.
Luke stood there for a moment, looking down at it, then he turned towards his men, his face suddenly scared and desperate, almost like he was hoping they’d tell him what to do. Of course they said nothing. He couldn’t even read anything in their faces, hidden away as they were by their buckskin headwraps. All he could see here or there was a glinting eye. After a couple of heartbeats he stooped down again and once more picked up the black square. He must have held it a different way this time because it remained silent. He tipped it back and forth in his hand. He sniffed at it. He turned round to his men again, as if he still hadn’t given up on the hope they might know what to do next, but of course nothing came back to him from those rows and rows of blank buckskin masks. In New Earth, just as in the Davidfolk Ground, low people don’t tell high people what they should do.