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darkness of his room, more disturbed than usual. But no dreams formed in the air
above him, and Samuel returned to his own room.

Teresa was waiting/or him, the closet door already open, her eyes aglow in the
night. He motioned for silence, and/or her to follow him.

Carpentier and Arturo were sleeping, but Rashida was on watch, walking about
both inside the house and out. Samuel had her route worked out, and just as
Rashida was coming back inside he led Teresa out the back door and around the
side of the house, into the small grove of fruit trees. The scent of the fruit
hung delicately in the warm night air. The stars provided just enough light for
them to make out their footing, and they moved quickly through the trees.

Once they were out of the grove they worked their way across a stretch of rocky
ground to the road, which roughly followed the course of the river down to the
village.

"Where are you taking me?" Teresa asked.

"There's a village downstream," he told her. "We'll find a room for you, a place
to stay for a few days."

She didn't ask him any more questions, which surprised him, but he was grateful
for that. He didn't think he would have had any more answers.

They walked in silence, but her presence enveloped him, as if there was some
electrochemical quality to her that charged the air, penetrating his skin. And
maybe there was, because of what she was.

As they approached the village, the nearly silent whisper of a breeze and the
gurgling of water gave way to the sounds of humanity -- voices, faint music, the
rumble of motors and clink of glass, cracking, loud hissing -- and trees and
bushes were replaced by low, scattered buildings and vehicles and lights. A few
people were out on the streets walking or pedaling wheeled carts and cycles, and
occasionally a motorized vehicle went by, engine incredibly quiet.

The first place they tried, an inn, was full for the night, but further on was a
tavern where Lear liked to drink. Behind it, facing the river, were several
night rooms. Samuel and Teresa went through the crowded, music-filled tavern and
into the back office, where they talked to Marissa. There was a room available
on the second floor, and Samuel paid for five nights with local money.

The room was surprisingly quiet, and overlooked the river; the moving water
flashed up at them, scales of silver and amber and red. There was a floorbed, a
table and chairs, private bath, a balcony. Teresa sat on the end of the bed, but

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when Samuel walked out onto the balcony, she got up and went with him.