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
Every Virsry time, we go back to Veeklehouse and I spend a hundred wakings in Michael’s Place. That’s part of the deal I made with Dave and Tom. I hate leaving Fox when the hundred wakings are up – it feels like tearing out my heart – and I hate how distant he is at first when I return, each time a little more distant than the last. Dave mutters that it’s a funny kind of mum who can walk away from one of her kids for two hundred wakings at a time, and take her other kids away from their dad, and I do feel badly about it myself. But I know my kids are proud of me – the older two, anyway: Metty’s not really big enough for that – and I kind of hope my example will help them see that, if they don’t want, they don’t have to be exactly like the other people in Michael’s Place.
I’m sure Dave misses Candy and Metty like I miss Fox, but a big part of why he hates me going away is that it makes him feel ashamed. It shames him that, though he’s told me I shouldn’t go and that I shouldn’t take the little ones with me, I still do go and still do take them, and he and his brother Tom don’t feel able to stop me. They know that Mary is the most powerful shadowspeaker in all the Davidfolk Ground. They know that my old friend Starlight has become a friend of Head Guard Mehmet since she helped his old dad get rid of the Johnfolk, and that she comes over the Blue Mountains each year to share the Virsry with him in Circle Valley. They know that I’m known myself across the Davidfolk Ground as the one who made friends with the dark-skinned woman who came in a veekle from Earth. And all those things give me power.
Being a shadowspeaker gives me power as well, of course. It makes me into a kind of high person, in a way, far more so than I would have ever been if I’d gone with Starlight to Half Sky, or with Gaia to Earth. And that’s one of the things I like about it, if I’m honest. I like being well known, I’ve found out, and I like being looked up to. Come to that, I don’t mind the presents people give us either. They’re not my reason for being a shadowspeaker, but I do like them, and they certainly help me to smooth things over with the people at Michael’s Place. It’s easier to get past that awkwardness when I go back there if I can bring a metal knife for Dave, or a necklace for Clare, or a handful of sticks for Tom.