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  1. Eternity
  2. Copyright
  3. Dedication
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If you have him, please take care of him, she thought, addressing her message to the Russian, and to the forces beyond the avatar. And thank you for my daughter.

She waited alone in a small side room for an hour while the doctors and technicians tried to make their way through the maze of procedure and law. For a few minutes, she dozed off into a blank void. When the technician returned and awoke her, she felt much stronger; her numbness had passed.

“We’ll arrange for a reincarnation—she’s entitled,” the technician said. “That may take time, though. We’re going to be extremely busy here for the next few weeks, maybe months. We’ve been told to prepare our clinic for an emergency. Every available shuttle is going to be tied up for the foreseeable future, and all vehicles, too. I think I can arrange to have a medical shuttle take you home, however, if you leave in the next hour or so…”

She waved her hand, dismissing his offer. She had nothing to do at home. “I’d rather stay here. If I can be of any help.”

“I suppose you can,” the technician said, still dubious. “We’ve gone through your records—sorry, but there was an element of uncertainty here…. None of us can figure out what happened…” He shook his head. “Your daughter was lost at sea. There’s no way you could have her implant, and not your husband’s.”

She smiled a dismayed, sad smile and nodded.

“Are you going to be all right?”

She thought about that for a moment. “Yes,” she said. “I’d like to speak with my daughter, as soon as possible…”

“Of course,” the technician said. “I suggest you sleep in the infirmary for a while. We’ll call you.”

“Thank you,” she said. She looked around the room and prepared to lie down on an examination table.

Andia.

61

Thistledown City

Korzenowski walked across the park that bore his name, a relic come back to view his own monument; a brilliant anachronism.

He had come to meet with Olmy and talk, arriving an hour early to survey this old work, visited only once since his reincarnation. For the time being, there was little for him to do in the sixth chamber and bore hole; whenever the defense forces had finished their work, and the evacuation of Thistledown was accomplished, he was ready to open another, more discreet test link with the Way.

Korzenowski Park covered one hundred acres in Thistledown City. Green and quiet, covered by immaculate fields of mowed and rolled grass, dotted with flower gardens and forests of oaks and elms and other, more exotic trees, it had been one of the few parks to maintain itself perfectly over the centuries of the Exiling.