"We rest here the night; we"ll go back tomorrow morning, if that"s what we"re going to do."
"Now." She shivered with the thought. "My old bones don"t like the thought of a night walk; but how much time can we have? If we delay here, then we"re giving up time; and if it comes to waiting on the mri . . . then time is the only thing we have to use, isn"t it?"
Galey sat still a long moment, staring at nothing in particular. Finally he looked at Kadarin. "You have a word in this."
"What works," Kadarin said. "What works and gets us home with it done."
"It"s on my head," Galey said. "Say that I ordered you, all the way."
"Kel"anth," Bias whispered. "Watch says they are coming." Niun sprang up from morning meal and excused himself through the Kel which scattered for their weapons. He walked along beside kel Dias, out into the dark before dawn and a stiff wind out of the south; his kel-sword he had with him, and his dus determined to follow, inanimate and living accouterments. He tucked his veil into place and felt somewhere not far from him the other dus, and Duncan, heard running steps this way and that through the camp, messengers dispatched to the other tents, to advise them of outsider approach. Hlil came up beside him, matched his pace. Ahead of him the watch stirred out, from the seeming of a rock on the crest of the eastward dune, a robed kel"en unfolding to stand and point mutely toward the east, to the dim showing of dunes in the starlight.
The Kel spread out along the crest facing that darkness, where the hint of shadow moved far, far off. Niun found himself, as he ought to be, the center of the line, with Hlil at his right hand and the dus at his left Duncan was not far from him ... he and his dus had no right to stand so near center; he turned his head to see, and found him by Has, in second-rank, orderly and with second-rank distributed evenly as they ought, accepting of that presence . . . second-rank"s business, he reckoned, disturbed-turned his face again to the dark and waited, the dus which touched him beginning a vibrating song, incongruous here, this over-confidence. It sang against him, such that only those nearest might hear at all, so deeply that it shuddered into bone and flesh, numbing, soothing. For a moment there was awareness of the mate a few paces behind; of Duncan, anxious; and Ras, a bleeding shadow; of Melein awake in another tent and an exultation so fierce it pulsed in the ears; of sen"ein calm, kath"ein love, the sleeping peace of children . . . camps and kel"ein scattered around about them, far across the dunes. Farther still, dus-sense, contact with others . . .
He shuddered suddenly, disrupted the gnosis, pulled out of it from deeper than he had ever fallen within it. Duncan"s manner with them ... no restraint. No barriers. The song reached to others, to sweep them in also. "Yai!" he said. It stopped, and the dus threw its head, brushing against him. There were were others out there, beyond the dark and the shadow which had taken on distinction on the opposing crest, that flowed down it, weapons and Honors aglitter in the starlight others out there, beyond the dark and the shadow which had taken on distinction on the opposing crest, that flowed down it, weapons and Honors aglitter in the starlight Hao"nath; that was apparent by the direction of them; and by the way they came, their intent was plain, for warriors walked long-striding, with hands loose, at random intervals and not by order.
"Ai," someone murmured nearby, the whole Kel relaxing; a current of joy ran through the dusei like a strong wind. someone murmured nearby, the whole Kel relaxing; a current of joy ran through the dusei like a strong wind.
Other ma.s.ses appeared on the horizon, signaled by the first breaking of daylight, the appointed time. One in the east, one southeast, and north. . . perhaps.
The hao"nath were coming upslope now, hasting somewhat in the nearness of the camp. Rhian sTafa led them, center to center, and Niun came out to meet him, him, unveiled as Rhian unveiled, embraced the older kel"anth gladly. The Kels mingled, kel"ein who had come to know each others" faces, finding each other again with a relief strangely like a homecoming, for veils were down and hands outstretched. unveiled as Rhian unveiled, embraced the older kel"anth gladly. The Kels mingled, kel"ein who had come to know each others" faces, finding each other again with a relief strangely like a homecoming, for veils were down and hands outstretched.
There was for the moment lack of order; and in such chaos Niun turned, looked for Duncan, who had likewise unveiled, conspicuous among the others as the dus by him. He turned and looked back down the slope, and saw others coming as the hao"nath had come, easily and without hostility, the second and the third tribes, with the fourth now a shadow against the coming dawn.
"They are coming too," he said to Hlil, overjoyed, and at a sudden and cold impulse from the dus by him he turned again, toward Duncan, abruptly as if a hand had caught his shoulder.
Rhian had paused there, only looking at Duncan and Duncan at him, and Niun cuffed at the dus to stop that unease from building. . . . but Rhian turned his back to walk away.
"I am not sick," Duncan said, audible to all about them. "Sir."
Rhian turned again, and Niun"s heart lurched, for all he approved that answer, for all he had some faith in the hao"nath himself. Rhian tilted his head, looked Duncan up and down, and the beast by him as well.
"You are unscarred," Rhian said, which settled any matter of challenge between them, but not of right and wrong.
"My inexperience loosed my fear; and fear loosed the beast," Duncan said. "My profound apology, sir."
Again there was long silence, for a kel"anth"s pride was at stake. "You ran well," Rhian said, "kel"en." And he turned his back again, the while a murmur came about them . . . ai-ai-ai, ai-ai-ai, that was relief and deprecation at once, Kutathi applause, as for a good joke in kel-tent, as to say it had not been so serious. Rhian shrugged and smiled grimly, touched one of his own folk and touched the hand of a kel"e"en truemate, she might be. that was relief and deprecation at once, Kutathi applause, as for a good joke in kel-tent, as to say it had not been so serious. Rhian shrugged and smiled grimly, touched one of his own folk and touched the hand of a kel"e"en truemate, she might be.
Duncan stared after him soberly, as if he well knew what a chill wind had brushed him.
And suddenly the ja"ari were among them, with Tian s" Edri at their head; they had met with Kalis of the ka"anomin of Zohain and her band and theirs had joined in the madness of companionship on the way, poured among them like a black wind out of the dawn, glad to find the hao"nath ahead of them. Niun and Hlil and Rhian met the two kel"anthein, and stood atop the crest to watch the arrival of yet another group who came as the others, in haste and gladly.
"Mari," said kel Tian, who had come in nearest them. And soon another black ma.s.s had joined them, and Elan of the mari was among them, to embrace and be embraced.
"Last but the patha," Tian said, but the excitement now quickly faded, and Niun gazed out toward the lightening horizon with increasing unease. There was no sign of the fifth tribe. Quiet began to settle over the mingled Kel, until all eyes were on that vacant expanse of sand and sky.
Eventually there was total quiet, and where had been confusion, the line began to expand itself along the crest, the mood gone grim.
Light came full enough for colors, an amber and apricot dawn which flung hills into relief. "Perhaps," said Elan, "they hope for us to walk to them." And there was a murmuring at that from Tian and Rhian.
Then there was something, a darkness moving, a shadow. A few pointed, but no one spoke after that, not the long while it took for folk to walk so far, not during the intervals in which the comers were out of sight in the rolls of the land.
They vanished a last time, and reappeared on the crest facing, a huge number, nigh five hundred kel"ein, and hastening down the slope in friendly disorder.
Breaths and laughter burst from the Kel at once. "Ai, the patha cannot tell the hour," a ja"ari exclaimed, and a current of soft laughter ran the line, so that Niun himself laughed for relief and others did. It was the sort of tag that might live in a Kel for decades, the kind of gibe that a man might spend effort living down. The patha came up the slope out of breath, and met that tag to their faces, but it was not only Kedras of the patha but a second kel"anth, a young kel"en and few in Honors.
"I am Mada s"Kafai Sek-Mada," the kel"anth proclaimed himself. "Of the path"andim eastward, second sept of the patha, and here by the summons of the patha to the summoning of the she"pan"anth. Where is the kel"anth Niun s"lntel?"
"They are late," Niun said to the others, "but they multiply."
Laughter broke out, in which the patha themselves could join, and Niun embraced Mada after Kedras, looked about him in the dawning at the sight of more than fifteen hundred kel"ein, a number more than than he had ever seen of his own kind in all his life, more than most kel"anthein he had heard of had ever had about them, save the very greatest and most desperate struggles. The weight of it settled on him like a weight of years. he had ever seen of his own kind in all his life, more than most kel"anthein he had heard of had ever had about them, save the very greatest and most desperate struggles. The weight of it settled on him like a weight of years.
"Come," he bade them all, "into camp."
He walked through the line, which folded itself inward and spilled after him among the tents, where the kel"ein left in camp joined them, where kath"ein and children came out to stare wide-eyed at such a sight, and sen"ein bowed greeting.
Melein waited in the dawning, veilless and with her eyes shining. "My ja"anom," she hailed them, "and my borrowed children." She held out hands, and Niun came and kissed her, received her Mss in turn; and after him the other kel"anthein, the six, each a kiss; and then all, all the others for at least a touch upon the hand, a brushing contact. "She is so young," murmured a path"andim, in Niun"s hearing, and then realized who heard and bowed his head and made quick withdrawal.
"Strike camp!" Melein called aloud, and kath"ein, both women and children moved to obey. "Lend hand to them!" Niun bade the ja"anom Kel, and other kel"anthein called out the same, to the confounding of the Kath and the order of things. Baggage was hastened out, tents billowed down to be sectioned and the poles laid separate. The Holy was carried out among the sen"ein, shrouded in veils; and silence went where it pa.s.sed, to that place which should be Sen"s on the march. Children ran this way and that, awed by strangers, darting nervously among them on their errands for Kadi.
And Duncan labored with them, beside Taz and other un-scarred, until Nium pa.s.sed by them and quietly took Duncan by the sleeve.
Duncan came aside with him, the dusei plodding shadow-wise at their heels. "Carry yourself today," Niun bade him. "That is all."
"I cannot walk empty-handed," Duncan said.
"Did you pky the Six?"
"Aye," Duncan admitted, with a guilty look.
"So. You are not last-rank. And you walk empty."
The line was forming. They could not, now, walk together; rank separated them; she"pan"anth, Melein named herself, she"pan of she"panei, and he had kel"anthein for companions, on the march and in whatever came.
"What am I?" Duncan asked him.
"Walk with kst for now; the pace is easier. Do not press yourself, sov-kela." He touched his shoulder, walked away toward the place he should hold. Duncan did not follow.
"Two of them," Kadarin breathed, and confirmed what Galey feared he saw; two ships, not one, a double gleaming in the haze and the sun and the desolation.
They were due a rest, overdue it. "Come on," Galey said, slipping an arm about Boaz"s stout waist. She was limping, staggering, breathing heavier than was good for anyone. He expected her to object and curse him off, but this time she did not, for whatever help he was, with his height. Kadarin locked an arm about her from the other side and from that moment they made better time, nigh carrying Boaz between, until they were panting as hard as she.
Regul, he kept thinking, recalling another nightmare in the Kesrithi highlands, a ship unguarded, regul swarming about it he kept thinking, recalling another nightmare in the Kesrithi highlands, a ship unguarded, regul swarming about it Shibo. Alone there. Alone with whatever had landed next him. They were all vulnerable ... no retreat but the desert, no help but the sidearms he and Kadarin had, against an armed shuttle-craft. Alone there. Alone with whatever had landed next him. They were all vulnerable ... no retreat but the desert, no help but the sidearms he and Kadarin had, against an armed shuttle-craft.
He grimaced and strained his eyes to resolve the outlines, hoped, by what he saw, and kept quiet Think that"s one of ours," Kadarin gasped after a moment He kept moving, with Boaz struggling between them, breaths rasping in sometime unison, hers and theirs. His eyes began to confirm it, the other ship a copy of their own. He had a cold knot at his gut all the same. It was trouble; it could not be otherwise.
Recall; that was likeliest, a decision to pull the mission out Or disaster elsewhere. . . .
The possibilities sorted and re-sorted themselves in agonizing lack of variety. He had a man dead, neglected in his report; he had lost credibility by that. He had no success to claim, nothing, save Boaz"s eloquence; and against distant orders . . . there was no appeal.
He tightened his arm about her, trying whether she needed to stop, whether they were hurting her. "Stop?" he asked her.
She shook her head and kept walking.
No hatch opened in advance of their coming . . . ought not; they wasted no comfort to the winds. They limped up to a blind and closed wall. No need at the last to hail them machinery engaged, and the ramp and lock welcomed them, too small to afford them access all at once. Kadarin climbed up, Boaz next, himself last Two men were waiting for them. Shibo. Another, black against the light from the port. Galey pulled the breather-mask down, sought to guide Boaz to a cushion, but she was not willing to sit. She stood, braced against a cushion in the dark, seat-jammed s.p.a.ce.
"Harris, sir," the other said. "Orders from upstairs."
Gene Harris. Galey gathered himself a breath and sank down into the co-pilot"s cushion, tried to adjust his eyes to the daylight as Harris slipped a paper into his hand. Kadarin leaned past, switched on an overhead light. He rubbed his eyes and tried to focus on it, past a throbbing head and hands that wanted to shake, blurring the letters.
Mission codes and authorizations. Koch"s office.
Cooperative rapprochements with allies are underway at highest levels. Agreements have been reached regarding a mutually acceptable solution to the future threat of mri retaliations . . . There was more. . There was more.
"What are they wanting?" Boaz interrupted his reading.
"We"re ordered to destroy the machines."
"The computers?"
He spread the paper on his knee, read aloud. "" . . . ordered to use successful techniques of access to effect demolition of high tech installations and power sources, beyond any remote possibility of repair. Allies have applauded this operation and will make on-site inspections at the termination of your phase of operations. Request utmost dispatch in execution of this order. Probe Flower Flower will remain onworld outside estimated limit of fire of city sites. Orbiting craft will not be in position to receive or relay messages. Exercise extreme caution in this operation regarding safety of crew and equipment Your knowledge is unique and valuable. Luiz will be your contact during this operation should mission-abort prove necessary. Re-stress extreme priority this mission, crucial to entire operation. Urge extreme caution regarding possible allied operations onworld out of contact with allied high command. Do not provoke allied observers. Use personal discretion regarding sequence of operations and necessary evasions in event weapons are triggered Shuttle two and crew under your command. Transport civilian aide to ground command if feasible, your discretion."" will remain onworld outside estimated limit of fire of city sites. Orbiting craft will not be in position to receive or relay messages. Exercise extreme caution in this operation regarding safety of crew and equipment Your knowledge is unique and valuable. Luiz will be your contact during this operation should mission-abort prove necessary. Re-stress extreme priority this mission, crucial to entire operation. Urge extreme caution regarding possible allied operations onworld out of contact with allied high command. Do not provoke allied observers. Use personal discretion regarding sequence of operations and necessary evasions in event weapons are triggered Shuttle two and crew under your command. Transport civilian aide to ground command if feasible, your discretion.""
There was a harsh oath from Boaz.
Galey folded the paper, slid it into the clip by the seat, sat still a moment. "How many with you?" he asked Harris.
"Magee and North; we opted Bright out to get cargo in."
"Demolitions?"
Harris nodded. "Enough, at least to start."
Galey ventured a look toward Boaz, toward a face gone old, red-marked with the breather-mask, her gray-blonde braids wind-shredded. Agony was in her eyes. Kadarin rested a hand on her shoulder, his own face saying nothing.
"We lost Mike Lane," Galey said. "A mistake with those machines. They have defenses."
There was silence. He ran a hand through his knotted hair, haunted still by Boaz"s eyes. His heart labored like something trapped.
"TThey"re going to take everything we"ve done," she said, "and use that to destroy the sites. To wipe out their past and their power sources. They take that that on themselves." on themselves."
No one spoke. A muscle in Boaz"s cheek jerked convulsively.
"And mri aren"t the only ones involved. You don"t know. You don"t know what you"ve got your hand to."
He shook his head.
"Refuse the order."
He considered it ... actually considered it. It was madness. Harris"s presence brought sense back. "Can"t," he said. They"ve got us, you understand. They can blow the world under us if we don"t do this. You, all of us, we"re expendable in a going operation, in a policy they"ve got set. It"s better than losing them, isn"t it? It"s better than than killing kids." killing kids."
"To Idll their past? Isn"t that the other face of it?"
There was an oppression in the narrow cabin, a difficulty in breathing. Boaz"s anger filled it, stifled, strangled.
"No choice." He reached out toward Harris, made a weary gesture toward a cushion; his neck ached too much looking up. "Sit down."
Harris did. "We run the doctor back to base?"
Galey lifted a hand before Boaz could spit out the next word. "She"s ours," he said. "She goes back only if she wants."
"She doesn"t," Boaz said.
"She doesn"t." Galey drew a deep breath, wiped at his blurred eyes, looked from one to the other of them. "Ye penetrate the sites; that"s easy; we carry the stuff in on our backs, set it, the margin we know, walk out, get the ship clear . . . nothing easier. Chances are we"ll trigger something that will blow us all. I figure if Saber Saber says there"s no one in position for relays, that means they and the regul are backing off for fear of a holocaust down here. We"re in the furnace. says there"s no one in position for relays, that means they and the regul are backing off for fear of a holocaust down here. We"re in the furnace. Flowers Flowers safe, maybe; you understand that, Boz; you"d have a better chance on the ship; and maybe there"s nothing more you can do out here." safe, maybe; you understand that, Boz; you"d have a better chance on the ship; and maybe there"s nothing more you can do out here."
She shook her head.
"Got a message for you," Harris told her, fished it from his pocket, a crumpled envelope.
"Luiz," Boaz said without having to read the name. She opened it, read it, lips taut. ""My blessing,"" she said in a small voice. "That"s all it says." She rubbed at her cheek, wadded the paper and pocketed it "Who does this profit? Answer me that, Mr. Galey?"
"The mri themselves. They live."
"Excluding that doubtful premise."
"I"m not sure I follow."
"Our command ship is backing off. We"ve got a regul operation onworld. Whose benefit?" He sat there with an increasing pulse, adding that up. "I"m sure that"s been calculated at higher levels than this one."
"Don"t give me "calculated." The admiral"s been taking advice from Sim Averson and he can"t see past his papers."
"Boz-"
She said nothing more. He gnawed at his lip and looked at Harris. "You stay on standby, here. If we go out there afoot, I want to be sure we don"t have any regul prying about here."
"How do we stop them?" Harris asked.
"Shoot," he said, reckoning on protest from Boaz; he knew her principles. She said nothing. "You and Boaz stay here; if we get any regul contact, I want her by a com set in a hurry. And you listen to her, Gene. She doesn"t carry guns. Doesn"t approve. She knows regul. If she calls strike, she"ll have reason. You monitor everything that moves; make sure Boz understands the limits of our scan and how long it takes to react And if she says go, go to kill. Agreed?"
Harris nodded without a qualm evident. "You"re going back?"
"Better," he said. He rose up in the narrow confines, rubbed his beard-rough face, wishing at least for the luxury of washing; could not. He took a drink from the dispenser and started gathering supplies from the locker, replenishing what they had used out of the kits. Kadarin did the same, and Harris went with Shibo to gather up the demolitions supplies.
He let them; that gave a little time for rest. When it was all ready he gave Boaz a squeeze of the hand and walked out down the ramp, with Kadarin, and Shibo, and Harris"s man Magee. He pulled the breathing mask up and started them moving. He was cold already; his feet were numb, beyond hurting. He could have sent Harris.
Could have.
Duncan was lost. He admitted that now. Lost; dead; or lost; with the mri. There was no hope, no miracle, only this ugly act that was better than other choices.
Their past, Boaz had called it, killing the past. He looked about him; reckoned there was for this barren, dying world . . . little else left. He shook his head, set his eyes on the city whose name he did not even know, and walked.