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hands.
    “No, listen to me.”
    “I’m listening.”
    “A few hours ago, we didn’t have to
do a thing to stop a Savage attack. We didn’t have to do a thing to
stop a Day Stalker attack. They tore each other up. You suggested
from day one, okay, maybe years later and day one, that we let them
all battle it out and we clean up the mess. I didn’t think it would
work until I saw the Savages and Day Stalkers destroy each
other.”
    “I told you that would happen all
along.”
    “The Savages are coming from
somewhere. We established that. They have camp.”
    “Camps. Plural. There is more than
one.”
    “Then we find them,” I said. “Instead
of waiting for them to stalk us, we go get them.”
    “You mean go after them like we are
the Day Stalkers today? Get them while they sleep, burst a little
sunlight into them?”
    “Sort of. I think we should take one
of the converted trailers and pack it with Day Stalkers, then take
the Day Stalkers to the Savages.”
    “Like I wanted to do to the
Sybaris.”
    “Yes.”
    “Are you proposing we do this today?
Instead of killing the Day Stalkers, we round them up, hold them
somewhere, until we find a Savage Camp?”
    “Well, yeah.”
    “Well, no. You’ve got it backwards,
Tanner. Taking the Stalkers to the Savages would be a viable plan
if we already knew where the Savages were camped out.”
    “Please, how hard can it be?’
    Davis laughed. “Ha. How hard can it
be? Do we know where any are?”
    “No.”
    “That ain’t for lack of trying. We’ve
tried. Taking out the Savages during the day has been a goal, but
unfortunately, we don’t know where they are. To accomplish that you
have to follow them at night after they eat. That’s dangerous. In
order to do so successfully, we need something else. We need Vala.
She is the only one who could follow them.”
    Davis handed out weapons to the
gathered men then turned around and handed me a gun.
    “Can I try?” I asked.
    “To find them during the day? Sure.
Later though.” He tossed me a spear. “First, we take out the road
Stalkers.”

TWENTY-ONE – VALA
     
    Iry drove the motorized
vehicle. He wasn’t one that was held in enough esteem to have a
driver. A long drive took us to a building, and from there we
entered another vehicle. This one was big with many seats.
    It looked like a bird, and in fact,
that was what it was. A mechanical bird.
    We lifted from the ground. I held on
for dear life. We were flying; only a Sybaris could fly. I was
curious how they came to invent these, so I asked Iry.
    “The Sybaris didn’t make these. Man
did.”
    “Man made vehicles that float on
air?”
    “Yes. He used them quite often.”
    “Do Sybaris not have the
ability?”
    “I really wish you would refrain from
calling me a Sybaris. That is a very racist term.”
    “Do the Ancients not know how to make
vehicles that float on air?” I asked.
    “We do. We actually have the ability
to exceed this technology, however, we chose not to and use what
man has made.”
    While in the air floatation device I
later learned was called an airplane, I didn’t want to show it, but
I loved looking out the window and into the clouds. It was
breathtaking, even if it did bother my ears.
    After we landed, we drove again. The
last leg of the trip. I was quiet the entire trip to the city of
the Ancients. Iry assumed it was because I was sad or in deep
thought, when actually I was trying to figure out how far it was.
The location was lost once we flew there. I knew one thing, it was
quite a distance. The airplane landed not far from the City of the
Ancients. We could see it from the sky.
    It wasn’t like Angeles City. There
was no overgrowth, there was very little green at all. The entire
shiny city, tall buildings of which I could only see the top,
emerged from nothing but a desert of sand. It reminded me of the
stories of Moses that I read in the book called The Bible.
    “Is this called the City of the
Ancients or does it have a