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The Book of Rack the Healer
Zach Hughes

I
For the pleasure of Deepsoft the Keeper, the arching dome of her
chamber was drawn to a thinness that admitted the dayglow. Through the
membranous shell filtered yellowish purple light reflected from the clouds
of noxious gases that, at the end of the sun circle, lifted from dank, dark
valleys and thickened the atmosphere. The shifting light attracted
Deepsoft's wide, pink eyes. Her heavy head lifted, nodded, jerked. Her
long-fingered hands plucked at her coverlet. Her legs moved awkwardly
with a lack of coordination.

She made a sound of pleasure as winds high above swirled the thick
atmosphere, and the dome glowed russet for a long time. The coverlet,
made of the same material as the dome, the sleep-rack on which Deepsoft
lay, and the one chair that completed the furnishings of her chamber,
bunched up and exposed the lower segment of her nude body. Her feet
kicked aimlessly, brushing the warm, soft wall. Her brain registered the
sensationsтАФshifting light, smoothness on the soles of her feet, warmth,
comfort, the flex of the coverlet under her fingers. She lifted her head and
made the pleasure sounds. Time was meaningless.

As her movements jostled her full stomach she burped wetly. A trickle
ran from her full lips down her white chin. Overhead the cooling masses of
polar air caused condensed moisture to fall in huge, fat drops on the
dome. She clucked in delight. One long arm lifted, reached up as if to
touch the splat, splat sounds. The light turned purple again, changing the
shadows on her face. Her mood changed with the light, her face twisting.
Her lips made an explosive, complaining sound; her brain was now
registering discomfort. She needed. Her entire consciousness sent out the
need and it was urgent. Red Earth the Far Seer left his contemplation in
the adjoining chamber to tend her.

She was momentarily distracted in an amusing effort to stand,
supported by Red Earth. Her legs were rubbery in spite of their firm tone.
He held her and communicated soothing things as he positioned her and
listened as she completed the basic function. Although his smooth knob of
a head had no ears or eyes, he sensed all in great detail. Deepsoft tried to
thrust one of her long-fingered, graceful hands between her spread legs to
feel the results.