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Chapters (38)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. Chapter 1: The Stranger
  4. Chapter 2: Mechanicart
  5. Chapter 3: Gigantrak
  6. Chapter 4: Medlock
  7. Chapter 5: Deakins Entire
  8. Chapter 6: The Guild
  9. Chapter 7: The Imperial Personifate Guild of Medlock
  10. Chapter 8: The New Apprentice
  11. Chapter 9: Design Lab
  12. Chapter 10: Place and Time
  13. Chapter 11: The Hall of Lost Personifates
  14. Chapter 12: The Most Important Place
  15. Chapter 13: Luella
  16. Chapter 14: Awen
  17. Chapter 15: Traps, Hats, Wings and Woes
  18. Chapter 16: Harnessing
  19. Chapter 17: The Inventors Parade
  20. Chapter 18: Spirit Lights
  21. Chapter 19: Trapped
  22. Chapter 20: Warning
  23. Chapter 21: Back to the Farm
  24. Chapter 22: Godar
  25. Chapter 23: Confessions
  26. Chapter 24: Stag-Man
  27. Chapter 25: Cora
  28. Chapter 26: Sahwen
  29. Chapter 27: Primrose’s Plan
  30. Chapter 28: Prue’s Plan
  31. Chapter 29: Blood Moon
  32. Chapter 30: Stag-Men Army
  33. Chapter 31: Charles Primrose
  34. Chapter 32: Flight of a Lion
  35. Chapter 33: New Beginnings
  36. Acknowledgements
  37. About the Author
  38. Back Ad

“A good question, Frances, but transferring spirits is against the regulations set by the Guild and the Sovereign Chancellery. It was briefly tried before the Guild realized the risks. It’s a delicate enough procedure to harness a ghost in the first place. There would be a chance of disrupting the wildspark signal held within the qwortzite if we moved it to a new body.”

“Oh, I see.”

“Obviously it’s good when we get a serendipitous match. We’ve been experimenting with different forms for many years,” said Craftsman Primrose. “Sometimes it works out and sometimes there is disparity, so we try a wide variety and celebrate when they do match well.”

“Are most personifates happy with their new bodies?” Prue asked.

“Usually they are. The biomorphic principle means there is usually a connection formed, but our sense of self is quite fragile and rooted in our physicality. But perhaps Edwin would like to provide us with his unique insight, from a personifate perspective?”

Edwin shrugged his small furry shoulders. “I guess I was lucky to be brought back as a stoat technician. My paws are nimble and I like drawing and working with machines, so it seems like a good fit. But also, I am who I am, I don’t know otherwise. But if you think about it, isn’t that the case for first and second lifers? None of us can help what we are born into.”

Craftsman Primrose nodded. “Exactly, Edwin. An excellent point. It is what you make of what you have that means something. What you choose to do with your time here, whether second or first life.”

“But there’s really no way of knowing who Edwin was before?” asked Prue.

Craftsman Primrose shook his head. “I’m afraid not.”

Silence fell for a moment and then Edwin, Agapantha and Craftsman Primrose went back to their reading.

But Prue’s mind was still turning over. After a while she said, “Could there be a way of making sure of a suitable match by locating the right ghost? Some way of making it less random?”

Craftsman Primrose looked at her over his wire-rimmed spectacles. “I’m afraid not, but our experience over the years has given us some clues. For example, we know the ghosts harnessed at the factorium are from a certain geographical radius because we can safely assume the voices and languages originated in their first life. We have occasionally harnessed a second lifer with the ability to speak in two languages, meaning they were likely living in this land but were originally from another.”

“Do you know how far the radius is?” Prue crossed her fingers under the table.

Craftsman Primrose’s eyes narrowed slightly, and she hoped she hadn’t been too inquisitive.

“We estimate somewhere in the region of two hundred miles.”

Prue contained a smile; that meant there was definitely a chance she could bring back Francis at the Guild.