isnât a charity operation. Iâm accountable to seventeen major clans.â
Kotto sounded baffled. âBut Iâm not stopping you from doing anything.â
Alu frowned. âWeâve been waiting to find out what that void is.â
âIt is something very interesting, with a great deal of potential,â Kotto said firmly. âIt may take some time to get the answers, but by all means donât stop the business of Fireheart. Shareen and Howard here can help me collate the results. Weâll keep ourselves busy.â
The Station Chief looked confused but also relieved. âSo, you think we can start isotope skimming again, stretch the films to make more power blocks? Youâre sure the void doesnât pose any danger?â
Kotto gave a dismissive wave. âGarrison Reeves marked out a safety perimeter. So long as your operations stay outside the boundary, youâll be fine.â
Shareen turned away so no one would see her doubts. Kotto had no basis for making such a statement.
âAll right, Iâll inform the teams. Theyâll be glad to get Fireheart back to normal.â Alu glanced through the windowport at the black void slowly drinking the nebula gases. âYour experiment was a big setback for us, Kotto. By the Guiding Star, Iâm amazed by what you accomplished here, and it was the greatest show Iâve ever seen ⦠but once the experiment was over we were hoping to repurpose the superconducting magnets and strip out thousands of power blocks. Now theyâve all been sucked down the cosmic drain, gone forever. We have to start from scratch.â
The chiefâs tone had only a hint of scolding, but Kotto did not seem bothered. âStarting over from scratch, Berenâthatâs what Roamers do. Depending on what it turns out to be, that void could make Fireheart Station into a major tourist attraction.â
Shareen and Howard both shot a surprised glance at him.
The Station Chief blinked and let out a nervous chuckle. âI highly doubt that.â
âOne never knows. Right now there are too many unanswered questions, and a lot of theoretical physicists will be on their way to have a look. Feel free to have your teams start generating income in the traditional way. As soon as I have answers for you, Iâll present them.â
Since it wasnât her place to interject, Shareen waited for Alu to leave. When he was gone, she started to ask her questions, but Kotto rubbed his hands briskly together. âThere, thatâs the impetus we needed,â he said, as if trying to sound certain. âWe have to find some answersâand that will involve asking more vigorous questions. We canât just stand here at a distance and look. Iâm going to take the next step.â
KR said, âWe have standard probes ready for immediate deployment, Kotto Okiah. They will give us a first look into the gap.â
Kotto was impatient now. âNot good enough. Everything about my project was big and bold. We canât be shy nowâthis calls for a scientific adventure!â
Unsettled, Shareen looked at Howard, but she could tell that Kotto had made up his mind.
âIâll outfit a survey craft and prepare for an expedition,â he said. âIâm going to go inside that void.â
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8
OSIRAâH
The faeros were like a sunstorm in the Ildiran sky. Her father had gone up to face them.
The gathered people were terrified, their uncertainty thrumming through the thism. Osiraâh could feel it. In the crowd, the human historian Anton Colicos frantically took notes. Nira wept, tears trickling down her emerald cheeks as she gazed up at the Mage-Imperatorâs small figure high on the tower. âWhat if they incinerate him, just like Rusaâh?â she whispered.
Osiraâh put a comforting arm around her mother. She felt a call of her own, though. She had been bred to command the
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