Chapters (77)
- PROLOGUE: KERRICK
- Title Page
- 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
- TWENTY-SIX
- TWENTY-SEVEN
- TWENTY-EIGHT
- TWENTY-NINE
- THIRTY
- THIRTY-ONE
- THIRTY-TWO
- THIRTY-THREE
- THIRTY-FOUR
- THIRTY-FIVE
- ENVOY
- THE WORLDWEST OF EDEN
- YILANÈ
- THE TANU
- THE PARAMUTAN
- DICTIONARIES
- ZOOLOGY
- BANSEMNILLA
- BOAT
- CLOAK
- DEER
- EISEKOL
- ELINOU
- ENTEESENAT
- EPETRUK
- ESTEKEL*
- GREATDEER
- GULAWATSAN
- HÈSOTSAN
- ISEKUL*
- LONGTOOTH
- MASINDUU
- MASTODON
- NAEBAK
- NENITESK
- NESKHAK
- NINKULILEB
- OKHALAKX
- ONETSENSAST
- RUUTSA
- SANDUU
- SPIKE-BACK
- TARAKAST
- UGUNKSHAA
- UNUTAKH
- URUKETO
- URUKTOP
- ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
- About the Author
- About this Title
Vaintè signed agreement. “A wise decision. These creatures spread only dissent. Killing them is an act of kindness. I am surprised that the eistaa of this city permits their presence.”
“There is no eistaa here,” Enge said with cold contempt. “Leave. You are not welcome. This is the city of Ugunenapsa and you are not welcome.”
“Not welcome? To this fine city. Impossible to believe. I will speak with the eistaa.”
“Do you not listen, creature of stupidity?” Ambalasei said. “There is no eistaa here. I grew this city, so I know whereof I speak.”
A gasping and muffled sound of attention to speaking sounded loudly from the uruketo. Akotolp was clambering down from the fin, clumsily because of her fat and the container she carried.
“Teacher . . . Ambalasei,” she said. “This is Vaintè whom I serve. You should listen to her because she is wise in every way. It was I who brought her your records, see they are here now, and she understood them and led us to this place.”
“I think I have heard enough from you, Akotolp,” Ambalasei said scornfully. “In the name of science I brought you my research and my findings. And to what use do you put them? You have led these repulsive creatures here. Now lead them away again.”
“Enough empty talk,” Fafnepto commanded. “These are my orders.” She signed up at Elem. “You and all the others aboard, you are commanded to instantly leave that uruketo, for it will return to the city where it belongs. We depart for Yebeisk at once—with both uruketo.”
“And what of these creatures?” Vaintè asked, pointing to Enge. “And what of their city?”
“It is of no concern of mine. We leave.”
“I stay.”
“That is your choice.” Fafnepto turned to Elem who still had not moved. “Were my orders not clear? Out of the uruketo.”
Akotolp had placed the container she carried on the ground and opened it. Vaintè bent and reached inside. Fafnepto was aware of the motion, turned to see what was happening. Quickly raised her hèsotsan.
She was too late. The hèsotsan that Vaintè had removed from the container cracked once and the hunter crumpled and fell. The spectators were rigid with shock. All except Akotolp who had been expecting this. She waddled over and took the hèsotsan from the corpse’s hand. Radiated smug satisfaction as she went to stand beside Vaintè.
“Now,” Vaintè said. “Now you will hear my commands.”