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
‘It’s Davey!’ someone shouted. ‘It’s Davey and Tom and Trueson!’
Now this was fun! We all cheered up at once, and soon everyone was laughing out loud.
Another picture appeared. ‘Look! It’s you, Lucy!’ someone yelled out delightedly. ‘No way!’ a woman answered. ‘No way is that me!’ Her friends laughed at her. ‘It is, you know! That’s exactly what you’re like!’
Another picture came, this time a moving one. ‘Tom’s dick! Look!’ a man shouted. ‘It’s old Roger. I’d know that weird walk anywhere!’
Then came a picture that talked. ‘You want me to speak? I . . . um . . . I don’t know what to say,’ said an old guy in a fancy wrap, looking shyly out of the screen. And everyone cheered because it was David Strongheart himself, but he didn’t seem that scary or high when you saw him like that, not like the fierce leader who’d sent hundreds to their deaths, but more like a kind old granddad to us all.
There were more pictures of low people after that, each one greeted with delight by their friends and family. It went on for some time. Everyone was way way happier being shown what they already knew than they had been looking at those strange pale pictures from Earth. Even pictures of places delighted people.
‘Hey, look! It’s that bent tree over by Lava Blob!’
‘Ha! I know that place! It’s just this side of Cold Path Neck!’
‘That’s Longpool, isn’t it? No, wait a minute, it’s Greatpool, look! There’s that bit of rock that sticks up on blueside.’
But at last the screens went black again.
‘We’ve got an interesting thing to show you,’ said Deep, his voice booming out from the veekle, ‘a really special thing that we know you’ll all want to see and hear, but first Gaia’s got something to speak to you about.’