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Chapters (68)
  1. Title page
  2. Dedication
  3. Part I
  4. One
  5. Two
  6. Three
  7. Four
  8. Five
  9. Six
  10. Seven
  11. Eight
  12. Nine
  13. Ten
  14. Eleven
  15. Twelve
  16. Thirteen
  17. Fourteen
  18. Fifteen
  19. Sixteen
  20. Seventeen
  21. Eighteen
  22. Nineteen
  23. Twenty
  24. Twenty-one
  25. Twenty-two
  26. Twenty-three
  27. Twenty-four
  28. Twenty-five
  29. GAIA YOUNG. SUBJECTIVE IMPRESSIONS.MISSION DAY 20. 20:25 MT.
  30. Part II
  31. Twenty-six
  32. Twenty-seven
  33. Twenty-eight
  34. Twenty-nine
  35. Thirty
  36. Thirty-one
  37. Thirty-two
  38. Thirty-three
  39. Thirty-four
  40. Thirty-five
  41. Thirty-six
  42. Thirty-seven
  43. GAIA YOUNG. SUBJECTIVE IMPRESSIONS.MISSION DAY 22. 20:05 MT.
  44. Thirty-eight
  45. Thirty-nine
  46. Forty
  47. Forty-one
  48. GAIA YOUNG. SUBJECTIVE IMPRESSIONS.MISSION DAY 25. 15:30 MT.
  49. Forty-two
  50. Forty-three
  51. Forty-four
  52. Forty-five
  53. Forty-six
  54. Forty-seven
  55. Forty-eight
  56. Forty-nine
  57. Fifty
  58. Fifty-one
  59. Fifty-two
  60. Fifty-three
  61. Fifty-four
  62. Part III
  63. Fifty-five
  64. Fifty-six
  65. Fifty-seven
  66. Fifty-eight
  67. Also by Chris Beckett
  68. Copyright page

He brightened up a bit. ‘Maybe it’s good that Strongheart is going to meet the guy from Brown River. Those Riverfolk play a clever game, you know. Sometimes they offer their friendship to the other Johnfolk in New Earth, and sometimes they offer it to us Davidfolk. You can’t trust them of course – you can’t trust anyone that follows John – but maybe if Strongheart talks to their head guy, he can persuade him to line up with us and not with New Earth.’

He gave that snort again. ‘Same for the Women’s Ground, I guess. Whatever we might think of that place, we certainly don’t want the New Earthers getting round there.’

Sixteen

Me and Mary set out from Veeklehouse and did another big loop, over to Davidstand, and then back to poolside and down alpway again towards the White Streams. In each little cluster Mary would walk out into whatever kind of circle they’d laid out on the ground – it might be six yards wide and made of rocks as big as heads, it might be a little ring of pebbles just big enough for one person to stand in – and speak to however many people were there. She’d sense their mood, pick up the things they were worried about and feared, the things they felt guilty and ashamed about, the things they loved or longed for. She’d let those feelings build inside herself: one woman holding all the hopes and fears of a whole cluster, and then, so she explained to me – and I saw it happen for myself – she let their feelings wake up her own longings and fears until she was so full of all those powerful feelings that she couldn’t hold them inside herself any more and they came bursting out. And that meant everyone could see that what came pouring out of her was real. Everyone could see she wasn’t acting or playing a part, but living out for all of us the way we felt.