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Alan-Bobby found a medallion among my personal effects (he was sorting
everyone's; somehow they haven't gone looking for water yet), and being a nice,
obedient little boy, took it to Victor Graham, who took it to John Ude. "What is it?
She leaned on the shovel, looking down at me, then turned back to her work,
making the dirt fly. She was extending the pit into a shallow channel which would
later be lined with something; I'm not sure what they expected to do, maybe
We had a long— no, we didn't; that's an invention; I simply could not help looking
at her because when you hallucinate or remember, that is your center of energy, I
mean you're creating it. So you get fixed on it. And I watched her. Breathless.
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LibraryThing ReviewUser Review - crazybatcow - LibraryThing
I didn't like it. It started okay... seemed like it might be interesting, but then... it kinda went off the rails and ended up being some interior monologue between the main character and figments of ... Read full review
LibraryThing ReviewUser Review - Wattsian - LibraryThing
This is a really marvelous story about crash-landed space farers that deals with mortality, society, psychology, religion, feminism, politics and, most of all, the slow veil that falls as distractions go away and we are confronted Read full review