James P. Hogan
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The girl had always been called Taya.Her companion Kort had always been with her. She accepted these things, and why not- they were her world. But Taya wondered why everything she could see beyond the Window was so different from all the things inside. She also wondered why the stars never changed if her world was really moving the way her metal friend Kort said it was...Could Kort be wrong? That would be very strange, because Kort knew everyrhing, and he was sure they were moving-just as she was sure the stars were not.
Mystic said the whole idea of big, intelligent molecules was ridiculous anyway. There were stars outside Merkon that grew bigger and bigger – but they just turned into big stars, not intelligent stars.” The tunnel looked out on both sides into strange rooms packed with bewildering machines. Some of them moved intermittently, and there were many lights, pulsating glows of various colors, and occasional brilliant flashes. Kort told Taya that they were in the part of Merkon where Scientist still
There were tubes and wires connecting them to machines lining the walls. And through the glass covers she could see... She didn’t have a word for lots of little people like Taya. There had only ever been one Taya. She stopped and turned to look back at Kort, but the robot made no move. She turned back again and approached the box closest to her – almost reverently, as if the slightest sound or sudden movement might cause the sleeping figure inside to vanish. It had eyes and a nose and a pink
white angel carrying the invincible silver gods descended again, and the king and general who had died were delivered back to their people. Forborem, Chief Counsel to the Throne, asked what was to become of the five thousand prisoners still being held, that Gallestari had brought back from his victory. “Feed them, dress their wounds, give them clothing and provisions, and send them home to their families,” Cyron replied. Taya stood by the city gate with Kort, Scientist, and Geologist – a new
the background that the microphone in Taya’s notepad didn’t pick up. “Kadethir will be leaving them at the Scalitryum and then going somewhere else. We’ll need a map for him too.” “Yes, I know. I have one for him,” Kort said as he retrieved the sheets. “Kort, how could you know? They’re only just through deciding what they’re doing.” The electro-etched features creased involuntarily into a smile. “I know everything,” Kort replied. Kadethir was a seer from the sect that Marcala had joined
down, you wouldn’t be able to tell the difference. So how would you know it was the upside-down room anyway?” Kort swung his legs down to right himself and turned to face her. “Exactly! If you can’t tell the difference, then there isn’t any difference. Things don’t change just because you see them in a different way.” “Kort,” the incoming signals said. “You are taking too many risks. There were no data to support the conjecture that assuming an inverted posture would relive her distress. What