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and changed over and raise ourselves slowly to see who our new neighbors are. Around me begin the
hissed arguments and bickerings and fights and seductions and rapes that make up our politics. New
alliances are formed. New hierarchies.

I sit apart for a while, in the shadows.

IтАЩm still caught in that moment when I entered the night. ItтАЩs like amber. IтАЩm a grub in amber. It snares
me and damn but it does it makes me beautiful.

IтАЩve a new home now. IтАЩll live in that moment as long as I can, till the memories decay and then IтАЩll
come out, IтАЩll come to this new place we sit in.

Somewhere pipes are banging like great hammers.




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 The Scar




Chapter Two

Outside of Iron Bay, the sea was hard. Bellis woke to its slapping assault. She quit the cabin, picking her
way past Sister Meriope, who was vomiting with what Bellis did not believe was just seasickness.

Bellis emerged into wind, and a great cracking as sails tugged like animals at their tethers. The
enormous smokestack vented a little soot, and the ship hummed with the power of the steam engine deep
below.

Bellis sat on a container.So weтАЩre off, then, she thought nervously.WeтАЩre heading out. WeтАЩre away.

TheTerpsichoria had seemed busy while they were moored: someone was always scrubbing something,
or raising a piece of machinery, or running from one end of the ship to the other. But now that sense of
activity was increased by a huge factor.

Bellis squinted out across the maindeck, not yet ready to look at the sea.

The rigging teemed. Most of the sailors were human, but here and there a spined hotchi raced along rope
crawlways and onto crowтАЩs nests. On the decks men lugged containers and wound huge winches,
shouting instructions in incomprehensible shorthand, threading chains onto fat flywheels. There were
towering cactacae, too heavy and ungainly to climb rope but making up for that with their efforts below,
with their strength, fibrous vegetable biceps bunching massively as they tugged and tied.

Officers in blue uniforms strode among them.

The wind blew across the ship, and the deckтАЩs periscopic cowls crooned like dolorous flutes.