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
‘You’re really not, you know. You have me here with you, for one thing, and you know I love you. And you have our Mother, the best person there is to have on your side, even if you can’t yet touch her, watching every moment of every waking and every sleep.’ I’d relaxed in her arms again now, and she bent over to kiss me on my head.
‘I’m glad I’ve got you, Mary,’ I told her, ‘I really am, but it seems you’re all I have now.’
‘Well, you’re all I have too, you know, Angie, apart from our Mother. My mum and dad are dead, and I never see the friends I used to have when I was kid. Not that I was ever that good at making friends. I always knew I was going to be a shadowspeaker, even when I was little, and the other kids thought that was weird. My mum thought so too, actually. She kept telling me that I should let my dad find a man for me, like the other girls. People were talking about me, she said, and making her look bad, people were saying I wasn’t a proper girl at all. My dad was proud of me, though, and I do miss him. He was . . .’
It was strange to think of Mary as a child somehow, Mary with a mum and a dad.
She gave a little laugh. ‘I’m sorry, dear. I don’t know why I’m going on about my people when you’re sad about yours! I guess I just wanted to show you that I do know something about how you feel, and that I’m not so different from you. I’m so so sorry we didn’t go back to see your people sooner, Angie. If I’d had any idea this was going to happen, I promise you I wouldn’t have asked you to wait.’
‘I know that, Mary.’
‘I reckon you’ll find them one waking anyway,’ she said. ‘The good part about being with me is that we travel all over. We’re sure to hear some news of your people somewhere. And of course when you’re a shadowspeaker yourself, everyone will know your name, right across the Davidfolk Ground, and so your people will hear news of you as well. And you’ll be closer to Gela too, you’ll be able to hear her voice better, and then she’ll help you too.’
I nodded, wiping the tears from my eyes.
‘It’s time to go to Circle Valley, isn’t it?’ said Mary. ‘I’m sure you’re ready now. It’s hard to say this, dear, but suffering is part of it. We need to know what it is to suffer. It teaches us how to help people from sad sad Eden to get back to our Mother on Earth.’