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Updated: June 25, 2025
He had seen how the animals could drive hunted split-horns; they would do as well with the ponies. Kaydessa was safe, the coyotes had made that clear by the fact that they had joined the attacking party an hour earlier. With Eskelta and Manulito she was on her way back to the north. Travis supposed he should be well pleased that their reckless plan had succeeded as well as it had.
It is not proper for a man to eat from the pot, ride in the wind, sleep easy under the same sky with him who has slain his brother." "They have then killed among your people?" "They have killed," Menlik returned briefly. Kaydessa stirred and muttered a word or two to her brother. Hulagur's head came up, and he exploded into violent speech. "What does he say?" Deklay demanded.
Every bit of sense and prudence argued against such an approach, whose success could rest only between improbability and impossibility; yet that was the direction in which he longed to move. Across his shoulder Kaydessa stirred and moaned. The Apache doubled his efforts to reach the outcrop of rock he could see ahead, chiseled into high relief by the winds.
"But for us to use the girl...." Travis had seen the logic in Buck's first suggestion, but now he differed. If the atmosphere of the ship was as terrifying as Buck said, to imprison Kaydessa there, even temporarily, was still wrong. "She need not remain long. Suppose we should do this: We shall enter with her and then allow the disturbance we would feel to overcome us.
"Do you know where in these mountains your people hide?" Kaydessa shook her head. "Only that I must head south, and when I reach the highest peak make a signal fire on the north slope. But that I cannot do now, for those in the flyer may see it. I know they are on my trail, for twice I have seen it.
Here either provident nature or ancient art had hollowed a pocket in the stone which was filled with water. They drank. Then Travis filled his canteen while Kaydessa washed her face, holding the cold freshness of the moisture to her cheeks with both palms. She spoke, but he could not hear her through the roar. She leaned closer and raised her voice to a half shout: "This is a place of spirits!
We were brought across the star lanes to make this world safe for ... for ... the...." She hesitated, and now there was a shade of puzzlement on her face. "There is a reason a dream. No, there is the dream and there is reality. I am Kaydessa of the Golden Horde, but sometimes I remember other things like this speech of strange words I am mouthing now " "The Golden Horde!" Travis knew now.
Kaydessa passed the cup to Menlik. He pivoted with it in his hand, dribbling expertly over its brim a few drops at each point of the compass, chanting as he moved. Then he sucked in a mouthful of the contents before presenting the vessel to Travis. The Apache smelled the same sour scent that had clung to the emptied bag in the foothills.
On either side of him the coyotes wove a snarling pattern of defiance, dashing back and forth to present no target for the enemy, yet keeping the excited horses so stirred up that their riders could use neither ropes nor blades. Then Kaydessa ran between two of the ringing horses to Travis and jerked at the loop about him.
Manulito had already gone to cover, to don the space suit and prepare for any accident. Resolutely Travis continued to propel Kaydessa ahead. At the moment he did not know which was worse, to enter the ship expecting the fear to strike, or to meet it unprepared. He was ready to refuse to enter, not to allow the girl, sullenly plodding on under his compulsion, to face that unseen but potent danger.
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