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Occasionally, when these columns er than what I'm getting at. My ques
deal with some aspect of our own tion of the day is: how do you quality
culture, someone objects that this is control quality control itself? Not just
not really suitable for a science fiction in terms of, "How reliably is Inspec
magazine. I disagree. It is very much tor #29culling out the clunkers? ", but
the business of science fiction to con in terms of controlling the overall
sider ways that societies themselves quality of goods, services, and life
not just their hard technologies-can itself throughout the society.
work. The present name of this maga In other words, how does a society
zine was intended to suggest that control its own quality?
science fiction can be, among other The first obstacle you run into, .of
things, an "analog simulation .. of a course, is that no two people can quite
future or alien society-which might agree on what they mean by quality of
tell us something valuable about what life. Tastes and values differ, and the
to cultivate (or avoid) in the real differences do not necessarily imply
future. It is in that spirit that I differences of "worth . " I have good
sometimes examine some feature of friends who would find a steady diet
here and now. Here and now is a of my lifestyle quite as insufferable as
specimen, an example which we can I would find theirs. I think we would
examine in more detail than most agree that any high-quality society we
other examples, and consider how must share must make some allow
varying certain parameters might ance for our differences, so that we
change things. can both follow our preferences, as
Consider quality control. far as possible, without interfering
It's an old, familiar concept in in- with each other.
6
That's a large subject in itself, the manuscript-the second sent
which I don't propose to plunge into "special delivery."
right now. But there are some simpler Daunted by such experiences, I
measures by which a lot of us can recently tried to have an important
agree that all is not well with our pres package delivered by one of the com
ent society's quality control. mercial alternatives to the postal serv
Compared to what? Compared to ice-and wound up writing a thou
some parts of the past, possibly -but sand-word letter of complaint to the
that's hard to debate meaningfully. president of the company. Three at
"Good old days" syndrome (alias tempts to deliver the package were
"selective memory") is too wide bungled, so I finally had to drive six
spread and too incompatible with ob teen miles to pick it up myself. When I
jectivity. Compared to what could be, arrived, the first employee who
though, we can probably agree that all looked for it couldn't find it and
is not fine and dandy with our over nobody showed any interest in look
seeing mechanism. ing further until I dema:nded the presi
Some examples: dent's name and address and refused
Postal service in the United States to budge until something was done.
now costs much more than formerly I bought a used car which needed
(even after correction for inflation) some work before I drove it off the lot
and suffer� frequent additional in and a good deal more shortly there
creases. Yet. a great many users are after-work which should have been
convinced that the higher price buys done before the car was put up for
slower and less reliable service. Until a sale, if the dealer was as conscientious
very few years ago, I had never had as he claimed (before the sale). After
anything lost i n the mail, to my the sale, he seemed to consider it a per
knowledge, but in the last four or five sonal affront whenever I returned to
years I've watched numerous items have something put right under the
disappear. Some have arrived, but on guarantee. Much of the work had to
ly after ridiculous lengths of time be done two or three times to get it
(such as three weeks from Cincinnati good enough to withstand even casual
to Cleveland). I could tell you the inspection. Within the year, most of it
story of our efforts to get Art Dula's proved to have been done in the shab
article here in time for last July's issue, biest, most perfunctory way the shop
but it's too long and you wouldn't could get away with.
believe it anyway-it's too fantastic I now depend on one of the rail lines
even for a science fiction magazine. serving New York, and during the year
Suffice it to say that it includes the loss I have so far been dependent, the serv
in transit of not one, but two copies of ice has undergone a steady-no,
7
jerky-decline. During the summer, a having the opposite effect-such as
car with functional air-conditioning raising prices by "round numbers"
was a precious rarity, windows could like quarters or dollars rather than by
not be opened, and repairs were smaller amounts determined by actual
well, let's just say, "not prompt . " cost increases.)
During t h e last month, among the But part of it, I think, is something
trains I've ridden, on-time arrival has more fundamental-a matter of at
been almost as rare-but passengers titude which has insinuated itself into
unable to find seats have become in our national character. To what ex
creasingly common. Many conduc tent it is recent and to what extent it
tors (not all) react snappishly to any has always been there I 'm not sure
inquiry about what's going on and (though it's quite clear that some
show no interest in trying to find out goods and services really have
or effect any improvement. deteriorated). But 1 feel rather confi
I could easily name numerous res dent, in any case, that we would be
taurants and commercially packaged better off with less of i t . A society
foods which have conspicuously in whose members feel no obligation to
creased their prices while quietly do well what they are paid to do-and
decreasing quantity and/or quality. no serious expectation that others do
You, I suspect, would have no trou so-is not likely t o offer the quality of
ble extending this list from your own life that it could.
experience. I f this diagnosis has any validity,
I 'm not a chronic complainer, pre what can be done about it? And by
disposed to grumble about whatever whom? On that assembly line, we can
goods or services I ' m offered. 1 have, point to Inspector #29 as the Person
in fact, an almost pathologically slow Responsible for seeing that shoddy
fuse, and it takes a good sustained ap work does not go out. But who is
plication of irritant to get me riled up. responsible for quality control of a
I could cite equally striking examples civilization?
of admirable service and quality mer The "obvious" a�swer, too often
chandise-but I encounter them so accepted uncritically, is government.
seldom they stand out like shining Legislation and regulatory agencies, it
beacons. The general trend l think I is supposed, can see to it that the sub
see is a tendency to offer less and systems of society function in accept
charge more-and not to care. able ways; this is the philosophy
Part of i t , admittedly, is this behind the FDA and OSHA. Quite
mysterious thing called inflation, possibly some of this approach is a
which everybody would like to control necessary part of any workable at
and nobody seems to know how. (Al tempt at solving the problem, but
though we seem awfully casual about there are dangers in regarding it as su f
doing things which can hardly help ficient. lt depends crucially on the
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complish if they don't try. A good constantly and from all quarters, it's
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ing that the goods, services, and the same way to survive.
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dards-and refusing to accept less Legislation can be a small part of it;
without the most effective protest he formal education can be a small part;
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There's a corollary, of course. If ranged from central and dominant to
everybody demands the best from negligible or absent. But, however it's
everybody else and nobody puts a maintained , the attitude toward these
comparable effort into seeing that matters is something that runs very
what he provides to others meets those deep in the fabric of a culture. Recent
same standards-there'll be a lot more ly, hiking in the Swiss Alps, I was
complaining and a lot more frustra struck by the fact that high places
tion and not much else. What's needed, there were inhabited and visited by far
it seems, is a generally prevalent feel more people than comparable areas in
ing of "mutual responsibility"-the many parts of the United States-yet
firm and deep-seated belief that, for were far cleaner. If this was the result
our mutual happiness and well-being, o f a militant patrol of anti-litter of
I must do to the best of my ability ficers meting out vicious punishments
what I do for you, and you must do for .misplaced cigarette butts, the fact
the same for me. was well concealed . There was less
Sound familiar? visible warning against littering there
Now .. . how do you persuade a than in many American parks, and
whole populace to adopt and main nowhere near enough police to watch
tain an attitude that should benefit for every possible violation-but
them all? For what I'm talking about there was less litter. I had the strong
is, above a l l , a matter o f at feeling that the main reason was a fun
titude-and it's also an example o f a damentally different attitude of the
feedback system. If enough i n residents toward their land.
dividuals have the "mutual respon I was_n 't there long enough to deter
sibility" attitude, it will tend to be mine exactly how it worked, but I did
self-restoring a n d regenerating come away convinced-or reminded
through the rewards o f satisfaction that the most important mechanisms
with value received and given. That for quality control in societies are far
has happened in some times and subtler than the wording of their laws.
places. But it works the other way, Just what the mechanisms are and
too. If too few feel mutual respon how they work-and what might
sibility, and most individuals instead work better in the future-seems well
feel that they are being preyed upon worth a lot of thought. •
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thought of using his experience on Ben free booze, trying to forget its price.
dadn as an excuse for turning over a "Look at them. For the first time in
new leaf, but as the trip and his studies their lives they are being practical. But,
of Manifest dragged on, his resolve all the¥ can do is pickle their heads to
wore as thin as the cliche. As he try and ease the pain of growing up."
slouched in an overpadded booth sip "You seem to take a perverse plea
ping his fifth martini, he had to admit sure in their distress, M r . Lynn."
that Rolf Mineral Industries allowed Michaer sipped again at his martini.
one to sell out in style. "Particularly when they in all likeli
"Mind if I join you?" hood don't even understand why they
Michael looked up and made out the are unhappy."
face of Jacob Lynn, RMI's Project Lynn nodded, then faced Michael.
Manager for Bendadn. The man who "But you understand it, Fellman.
would be the top RMI man on the That's why you're the biggest hypo
planet. Michael held out a hand. "Be crite in the bunch. And, yes, I do enjoy
my guest, sahib." it." Lynn finished off his drink and
Lynn raised his eyebrows, then motioned to a steward for a refill. "The
laughed as he sat and placed his drink reason isn't too hard to understand,
on the table. "You ivory tower hypo Fellman . When I left the university,
crites really kill me." He sipped at his after having you dream merchants
drink, then laughed again as he stuff my head with nonsense for four
lowered it to the table. years, reality slammed me right in the
"Perhaps you could share the cause face. Every ideal you people implanted
of your amusement, Mr. Lynn." in my skull was a program for disaster.
His face in smiles, but his eyes colder You didn't teach me what I had to do
than RMI steel, Lynn leaned back and to survive in reality as it is. No, you and
studied Michael. "I've been wandering your fuzzy-headed colleagues taught
around the lounge listening to some of me what you thought reality should
you old mossbacks bitching and whin be." Lynn laughed, then took his fresh
ing about life in general, and their own drink from the steward. "And, here
places in it in particular." you all are, putting should be on the
Michael nodded. "And, Mr. Lynn, back burner while dancing to the tune
you are pleased with your place in this of what is-if you'll pardon the mixed
universe?'' metaphor." He nodded and grinned.
"Yes. " He nodded and sipped again ' ' I once had an instructor who was very
from his drink. "There are still things picky about mixed metaphors. Now
that I want, but now that I've made my she's working for me as a secretary."
peace with reality, I know I'll get most Michael raised his eyebrows, then
of them. " He smiled and waved a hand finished off his drink. He lowered the
in the direction of a booth full of grey glass, then frowned. "Tell me, Mr.
ing instructors working hard with the Lynn. Why do I get the feeling that you
Savage Planet 19
"Must talk, Armath. Your duty to from them to seek the soothing solitude
your wives-" of the frozen river.
"No!" Armath growled, then
swiped at the snow with a clawed hand. At his unit in the lavish instructors'
"No talk! Enough ! " complex, Michael Fellman put down
Nanka studied her husband for a his history of the Roman Empire,
moment, then looked down at the fire. removed his glasses and rubbed his
"Last Tueh season, when you saw the eyes. He looked at his watch, noted the
male killed in the valley, then the time, then mentally calculated the re
teachers came. This started. Armath, maining Bendadn minutes left before
you sired only six females last season. his self-appointed happy hour. He
This season you have sired none. Is our looked at the bottle on his clothes
Dishah to die, Armath?" dresser, then stood. "To hell with it."
Armath scratched at his shoulder He went to the dresser, uncapped the
and frowned. He lowered his hand, bottle, and poured a glass full of
then brought up both hands and folded straight gin. Returning to his chair, he
his arms. "The school, Nanka. You sipped at the drink, closed his eyes, and
have not seen it. You do not under let the familiar taste of juniper berries
stand." He looked at her steadily. fill his mouth. He smiled, remembering
"The school. " Nanka nodded, then that he had taken to drinking martinis
drew her left arm down her flanks. . in an effort to curb his drinking.
"You get from this school what your Michael hated the taste of gin-once,
wives exist to give you?" long ago. Since then he had acquired a
Armath towered his head and shook taste for the stuff. He raised his glass to
it. "No. You no understand the his lips, then the chimes sounded.
school. . . i t . . . " He shook his head He stood, went to the door and
again. He looked up an Nanka. "Join opened it. Standing outside, his over
ttie others. I talk no more.'' As she rose · coat collar hunched against the cold,
and loped off toward the edge of the stood a frowning Dale Stevenson.
forest, Armath looked back to the fire. "Oh, it's you. Won't you come in? I
The little grey human and his assistants was just about to have a drink.''
had been teaching at the big houses for Stevenson nodded, then walked
three winters. The Benda males would through the door. "Doctor Fellman,
watch, listen, and hear of the mighty I've come to speak with you about
human advance through space-a something pretty important."
huge rock reeling down a steep hill, Michael closed the door, then moved
with other races nothing but feeble back to his chair. "You can dispose of
blades of grass. Armath looked up your own coat." He sipped at his drink
from the fire to see his wives talking as Stevenson removed his coat and
together at the edge of the forest. He tossed it on a chair. Stevenson pulled
rose, shook his head and moved away up his sweater as he turned and with-
Savage Planet 21
mendable as your interest in biology . ' ' males have reverted?" He paused.
He tossed the envelope onto his coffee Michael 's eyes widened. "Come
table. "However, it's not my subject . " now, Dale, I can't believe that . "
Stevenson studied Michael for a mo Stevenson pointed at the coffee
ment . ''Doctor, there's only two things table. "Then, Doctor, I suggest you
you have to know about that report . break your rule and read something in
The first is that males in this race are biology! I think you'll find it has a lot
det�rmined by conquest. Females are to do with the history you've been
determined by being dominated." teaching."
"I know, the competition thing-'' "How?"
"The other thing you should know is "In that report is an outline for
that the Benda look upon our little Manifest Destiny." Stevenson opened
history course that we give them as a the door. "RMI is having us-you, me
form of competition." and the others-the company is having
"What are you talking about?" us teach an entire race to death ! "
"Every reproducing male within Stevenson walked through the open
RMI 's claim area is in a position to door, slamming it behind him. Michael
compare his race 's history with that of picked up the envelope, pulled the
another race-that towering monu report from it, then sat down and
ment of lies called Manifest Destiny. " turned to the first page.
Michael sighed . " I still don't see
what you 're driving at. None of us are Jacob Lynn looked up in surprise as
happy with the texts, but we knew what Michael Fellman burst into his office
the job was when we took it." unannounced. Lynn's secretary fol
Stevenson put his glass on the coffee lowed in the historian's wake. "I'm
table, stood, and put on his coat. "I sorry, Mr. Lynn, he just walked right
guess I misread you for all these years, past me and-"
•.
Doctor . I 'm sorry to have taken up Lynn waved a hand. ''It's all right . ' '
your time . " The secretary scowled at Michael, then
Michael stood and faced Stevenson . turned and left, closing the door.
"What do you mean?" "Fellman, what's this all about?"
"You're rather a cynical character Michael took a bound sheaf of
now, aren't you, Doctor?" papers from under his arm and he
Michael sighed again and held out dropped it on Lynn 's desk. "That . "
his hand. "What ever does any of this Lynn raised his eyebrows a s he read
have to do with me?" the title on the report , then he looked at
Stevenson shook his head. "When a Michael. "Where did you get this?"
Benda male recognizes he is domi "Transportation problems don't in
nated, he reverts and becomes female terest me, Lynn. What does interest me
again. What do you think will happen is are you aware of what's stated in that
to the Benda after all the reproducing report? ' '
Savage Planet 23
power; a coldness that allowed him to patches of fine blond hair amidst the
sweep together a few shards of a career black shag ofhis coat . The male turned
ruined by following impossible ideals. his head, saw Michael , then jumped
As he approached the first encamp up, startled. Michael smiled and
ment, he saw twelve young females nodded his head at the Benda male .
competing to see which of them would The creature only stared at the human,
have the strength, courage, and stami then hung his head and walked slowly
na to become males . Michael remem away from the encampment.
bered a line from the report. The Benda Michael turned and hurried away.
cannot conceptualize of an organiza
tion beyond the family level. It ap Armath waited at the auditorium
pears, then, that the company must door for the opening to clear . At a
either treat with separate families break in the ingoing traffic, Armath
with the entailing impossible conflicts spaced himself behind the most recent
inherent in such arrangements-or de entrant the customary four paces, then
vise a plan that will enable the Benda to moved into the huge, vaulted structure.
be either treated as a unity, or Its size was necessary to seat the Benda
eliminated completely. students in such a manner that no two
Michael shook his head at the frigid of them came any closer than four
sense of purpose implied by the report . paces apart. Armath moved down the
The cynicism of pragmatics brought to ranks, spotted an open place, then
the ultimate cynicism : the elimination walked to it and squatted , facing the
of a race to achieve the kind of political tiny stage at the front of the room . He
stability that would attract investment noticed blond patche� on many backs,
capital to the RMI coffers. He watched and that the smell of Tueh was in the
one of the Benda females deliver a sav air. Armath bowed his head, sighed,
age blow to another, sending the and waited. After a few moments, the
stricken child writhing to the dust. The auditorium grew silent. The frail, grey
victorious female whirled around on human called Fellman entered at the
her four walking hands, motioning to front of the room and climbed up on
her sisters to come and try their luck. the stage before them.
Most of them hung back, but one He placed his papers on the lectern,
reared up and charged. The two met adjusted the microphone, then looked
with a bone-crunching thud, then were at the assembled males . "Humans will
lost to view in a cloud of dust. bury you.'' The words echoed through
Michael turned and saw the females out the auditorium. Armath frowned,
of another family similarly engaged. for the human's style had changed. "If
Then , he saw the family male squatting this were a classroom full of humans,
at the edge of the clearing, studying his there would be talking, laughing, play
children at their combat. The male's ing about. But not with you . " Armath
burly arms and strong back showed could feel the scorn washing from the
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Armath looked at the two Benda spot on the stage next to the lectern.
males flan king the entrance to the Armath reared up a bit , blew in and out
path. He saw the hair on one rise as the a few times, then stood next to the hu
fellow stood. Then the male looked at man. Fellman turned to the auditorium
Fellman, then back at Armath. Then and folded his arms. To the Benda
he nodded. The male across from him males seated in the ranks, he appeared
nodded as well. The human screamed foolish and small standing next to'the
from the lectern . "Tell him it's all tall, husky Armath. The odd couple
right ! Tell him with words, dammi t ! " stood together until the picture was
The male to Armath ' s right looked firmly implanted in everyone's mind.
at the human, then back to Armath. Then the human spoke into the micro
He held out a fist, then opened his phone. "All over this universe there is
hand, pointing it toward the human. life that has a special quality. Humans
''Pass." have this quality; the Benda has this
The Bcnda male across from him quality. You are not creatures of in
nodded and held out his hand. " Pass . " stinct, Benda. You are not slaves to the
Armath moved forward, his body universe's whim. You are creatures of
tense , as he passed between the two choice. What you are is by choice; what
males, then approached the next pair. you will become is by choice-your
They repeated the gesture by holding choice . " Fellman looked at Armath,
out their hands toward the stage. then returned his gaze to the assembled
"Pass . " Benda males. "My job is to teach you
"Pass . " about human history. That history has
Armath walked between the two been one of expansionism , conquest,
rows, stopping before each new pair, and oppression." The little grey man
with each new pair holding out their rubbed his chin, then dropped his hand
hands toward the stage. to his side. "But no race has a longer
"Pass." history of resisting human oppression,
"Pass." conquest, and expansion than do the
As he left the last pair behind and humans themselves. " Fellman tapped
stood before the stage, he discovered to the papers on his lectern and spoke to
his amazement that he was no longer Armath without looking at him. "Read
angry. Instead, his mind was filled with this to the others . " The man turned,
the wonder of what had just tran left the stage, then left the auditorium.
spired. The auditorium was silent. Fell Armath moved to the lectern, his
man walked to the edge of the stage. heart stopping as he realized that he
"Come up here." was about to talk-to talk to a room
Armath walked the five steps to the full of males. He swallowed, looked
stage and moved to the lectern. He down at the papers, and studied them
stopped four paces from the human. to keep from looking at the sea of faces
Fellman glared at him and pointed at a before him. His eyes dashed over the
Savage Planet 29
dangerous matters, .. he said pointedly. the toes ofhis shoes, then he looked up.
Lynn frowned. "Such as?" "Fellman has them sitting and talking
Hyman shrugged . "He's got them together. Perhaps he has made our task
talking philosophy, politics, revolu very simple by making it possible for
tion, for example." the Benda to act together in an attempt
" What?" at force. " He nodded and held up a
Hyman nodded. "In addition , none finger. "One thing."
o f the males I've observed have "What's that ? "
reverted. By now they should have "Fellman and his bunch must not
stopped reproducing altogether. leave the planet . Since they are aware
Somehow, Fellman has convinced the of the report, it wouldn 't do to have
Benda that they are, if not superior to them wandering around Earth, talk
humans, at least not to be dominated ing." Hyman stood and walked toward
by humans. I'm afraid that simply re the door. He paused and looked back
moving Fellman and the other teachers at Lynn. "There is an alternative-but
who are helping him will not reverse the I suppose you know that . "
process. The damage is done . " "Know what, Hyman?"
"What do you suggest? " "If Fellman's efforts result in a uni
Hyman sighed, then shrugged. fied Benda race, RMI will have a
"There appears to be little alternative. political entity with which to deal for
You must convince the Benda-once minerals. It will cut into the profits
and for all-that they are inferior. And some, but no more than on any other
this must be done in a manner under planet RMI has invested in."
standable to the Benda. " Lynn nodded. "I'll be getting in
Lynn rubbed the back o f his neck. touch with you later, Hyman . ' ' The
"What are you suggesting?" biologist nodded and left the office.
''A confrontation. A demonstration Lynn swung his chair around and
o f force. " Hyman smiled. "I'm certain stared at the map behind his desk. On it
that you can devise a pretext that will were marked the many test boring sites
satisfy the Ninth Quadrant Super that had uncovered rich deposits o f
visory Forces. " hematite, silver, tunsten, zinc, lead-a
Lynn pulled at his lower lip, then treasurehouse o f metals. He tapped his
nodded. "In fact, if it is worked prop fingertips upon the armrests of his
erly, I might even be able to get the chair, then he swung back and punched
Quadrant Forces to do the dirty a code into his desk's tiny keyboard .
work. " He leaned forward . "One "Thorpe here."
thing more. Your report said that the "This is Lynn."
Benda males cannot act in concert. "Yes, Mr. Lyon . "
How can we provoke something that "Thorpe, I want you t o prepare to
will appear to be an uprising ? " have a full crew move into the Javuud
Hyman rubbed his chin and studied Valley tomorrow. I want full scale pro-
Savage Planet 31
The guard turned and faced the cir and I mine. That is all . "
cle of Benda males as a low growl be The female looked up into Distath 's
gan at one side. He pointed his gun at a eyes. "The humans come for your land
particularly huge male who began ad as well, Distath. This is the message I
vancing. "Stand bac k ! Stand back, or was given to deliver . . . as my husband
I'll shoot ! " He squeezed the trigger died from a wound delivered at the
again and again as hairy black hands hands of the humans. Do with it what
reached for his throat. you will ! "
Distath looked out o f the door be Lynn ' s office door opened and two
yond his garden and examined with guards pulled a struggling Michael
pleasure the rocks and fields of his Fellman into the room, then released
Dishah 's land. The human's lessons on him before Lynn's desk. "Lyon, what
property were complicated, but caused are you-"
him many hours of profound thought. "You're fired." Lynn returned to
He rolled the words with his tongue. the papers on his desk. " I f you are
' 'Without a right to exist at some place, found anywhere on company property
no other rights can exist." He .nodded, you will be arrested under Quadrant
then started as he saw a movement Savage Planet Regulations as a tres
among the rocks. A Benda-a female, passer . " He glanced up. "That's all."
not of his Dishah. He ran from the
house toward the movement, left the Five days later, as his shuttle touched
garden. and vaulted the low fence. As down at the RMI field on Bendadn,
he approached the rocks, a golden fe Damon Stirnak watched from his view
male stepped forth and ·bowed her port as Jacob Lynn crossed the tarmac
head. ' ' Forgive me . . . forgive me this toward the craft. He heard the shuttle
intrusion. It is my husband, Virsth . " door open, then waited, and watched.
Distath glowered a t the female, then Lyon hesitated at the bottom step, then
held out a hand. "What of Virsth?" moved into the shuttle. Stirnak did not
"Distath, the humans have come rise as Lynn entered the passenger corn
with great machines to take m y partment , nor did he offer a seat. Lynn
family's land." She hung her head, appeared to Stirnak to be having dif
then looked into the male's eyes. ficulties about what to do with his
"Virsth sent me to warn y o u . " hands. They clasped in front, then
Distath swung his head back, then went off to hide themselves in his
looked down at the female. "You real trouser pockets. Stirnak leaned his
ize the impropriety of a female not o f head back against the seat and closed
my Dishah being on my land?" He his ice-blue eyes. "Stop fidgeting."
shook his shaggy head. "What care "Yes, Mr. Stirnak." Lyon took a
have I that the humans take Virsth 's deep breath and halted his nervous
property? He is to care for his Di
shah, movements through sheer will.
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they noticed his looking back, the faces into the bush along with us? You and I
turned away. Michael looked at are single, but what about the instruc
Stevenson. "Have you been put up as a tors with families? Could you sit and
spokesman of some kind?" watch your son or daughter starve or
' ' I guess I have. Look, you know as freeze to death? What good are our
well as any of us how impossible our ideals then?"
situation i s . You know what the winter "Dale, that's when they're the most
is like on Bendadn. 1 doubt if any of us important. I'll tell you what good
can survive it like this." we've done. After you and the two
Michael shrugged. "What would Benda males were wounded, the rest o f
you have me do about it?" the students carried the three o f you off
Stevenson shook his head. " I don't and cared for you until we could get
know. Get in touch with Lynn. Ask Kurst to you. Before we came, they
him for a deal . " wouldn't have donethat-not for a hu
"What kind of deal? We don't have man, not for a Benda . "
,,
anything he wants. Stevenson looked into Michael's
Stevenson looked into Michael's eyes and shook his hand. "But what
eyes for an instant, then averted his good are we doing now?"
glance. "We have one thing." "We are abstaining from the com
Michael studied Stevenson, then as mission of a crim e . "
his mouth opened in surprise, he ''Aaah-''
pointed at the camp. "You . . . and the "Listen, Dale. When you came to
others. You want me to tell Lynn that me with that report , what did you have
we'll go back and implement his damn as a limit on your so-<:alled ideals? Do
able Manifest Destiny plan? " what you can, Fellman , j ust as long as I
Stevenson kept his gaze down as he don't lose my job?" Michael turned
nodded. "What good are we doing like away, then spoke with his back toward
this? l ask you, what good? If Kurst Stevenson. "First, I doubt if the
over there hadn't had a smattering o f Manifest Destiny program can be
medical training, I'd b e dead right salvaged at this point. Our students, I
now. The same thing for those two am proud to say, have learned too well
Benda males who· got wounded with for that. But., even if we could reverse
me. Michael , in a couple of months we what we've done, I doubt that Lynn
aren 't going 1.0 have anything to eat ! " would believe it, or, if he did, that he
Michael sighed. "Is this the man would take any of us back. In his mind,
who came to me with the Hyman Re he is committed to the use o f physical
port ? The same man who said that I force." Michael turned back. "But, if
have to do something?" any of those in the camp want to try, I
Stevenson shook his head. "I know. have no way of stopping them."
But, we aren't doing any good like this.
What about the families that got tossed That evening, Armath and a scatter
I N A DVENTURE GAMES - -
AVAILAOLE WH E�EVE� OffiE� GAMES A�E SOLD
ried one of the weapons that had felled Michael nodded, then looked up at
the Benda long before any of them had Armath. "Why did you do this? You
reached the RMI ramparts. A hairy cannot attack guns with bare hands . "
hand shook Armath's shoulder. "The "This i s the only way we know,
creatures seek the rest of us, Armath. Fellman."
We must run!" Michael nodded. " I know. I know.
The speaker ran off into the under How many of you were lost?"
brush leaving Armath alone. The Ben "A hundred of us charged the com
da male frowned as he felt the hair plex. Not more than ten escaped
below his eyes and found them wet . He alive."
lowered his hand as a fist, watched the Michael nodded. "That a hundred
beings coming closer, then he turned of you would fight together for a com
and disappeared into the forest. mon goal; this is good." He studied the
star, then looked up at DuPree.
Michael, Stevenson, and several of "Savage?"
the other instructors watched as the DuPree shrugged. "That's what
huge Benda male drew a seven-pointed they're called . "
star in the dirt. Armath looked up at Michael turned toward Armath.
the circle of human faces, then pointed "Do not be sad, Armath . Your com
at the star. "This sign they wore on panions joined in the right cause, but
their coverings, and their flying boats. " with the wrong weapons.'' Michael
"That's the Ninth Quadrant in stood and turned toward the other
signia. " One of the humans stepped humans. ''School resumes tomorrow. ' '
forward and turned toward Michael. He turned back t o Armath. " I cannot
"Those aren't RMI guards, Fellman . travel the circuit as I did before. Can
Those are Ninth Quadrant troops . " you spread the word to the Benda?"
Michael nodded at the man. " I can Armath frowned , then nodded . "I
see that, DuPree. What I want to shall have them told."
know is how RMI got the Quadrant to
use its troops?" He looked ·up at As Bendadn 's chilly winds gathered,
DuPree. "You have experience in sending the white flakes of winter
Quadrant law, don't you?" through trees and across fields, little
DuPree nodded. "The only way I grey men and little grey women stood
can figure it is that RMI asked for the ankle deep in snow, surrounded by
protection of the Quadrant under the hulking black bodies . At night, the
Savage Planet Regulations. What it humans were quartered in Benda
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other, shrugged, then the first guard i t ' s their government . " Michael
spoke to Lynn. "Okay, bot don't get studied the former project manager.
lost . " They turned and went back to "Mr. Lynn, your problems stem from
their quarters. failing to take your own advice."
Lynn moved through the corridor Lynn raised an eyebrow, then he
until it widened into the ship's lounge. turned back to his drink . "What advice
He walked to the bar, obtained a dou might that be?"
ble whiskey, then turned to survey the • 'Adapt to the circumstances of your
open booth seats. He saw a greying environment , or go urider. The envi
man with glasses sipping at a martini. ronment changed, Mr. Lynn. RMI
He walked to the booth and looked adapted; you did not."
down at him. "May I, Fellman?" Lynn took a swallow of his drink,
Michael looked up and smiled. "Be then looked at Michael. "Why are you
my guest, sahib." going back to Earth, Fellman? I would
Lynn made a wry smile, then sat have thought that you would have
down. He took a swallow from his carved a nice little place for yourself in
drink, then lowered it to the table. "I the new society."
suppose you know what's going to Michael leaned back and returned
happen to me?" Lynn 's glance. "I told you. My govern
Michael shook his head . "Only a lit ment isn't on Bendadn; mine is on
tle. Is it true that RMI is bringing Earth . Since leaving Earth , I've learned
charges against you?" a little about environments, circum
Lynn snorted. "Yeah . Like I did it stances, and-if I may use the word
all by myself. I'm their scapegoat so ideals. I'm going back to see if I can
they can remain on Bendadn. It seems find ears willing to listen to what I have
that they are willing to try and Y{ork to teach. ' '
within the framework of your govern Lynn laughed, then shook his head .
ment, Fellman. ' ' • 'As a teacher, Fe11man, you are poison
Michael shook his head and smiled. on Earth. You '11 die on the vine."
."It's not my government , Mr. Lynn. Michael finished off his martini,
It's theirs." then stood and faced Lynn. "Perhaps,
" I suppose in some philosophical Mr. Lynn, but at least I '11 find the vine I
sense you think you've created your die on quite comfortable."
own little Utopia. " Lynn frowned. " I don't understand
· Michael sipped at his drink, then you at all, Fellman."
raised his eyebrows. "No, Mr. Lynn. Michael smiled. "I don't doubt it."
The government of the Benda is far Michael Fellman turned and left the
from perfect. Only the males can vote lounge. Lynn stared at the door
or serve in government . I advised them through which the history instructor
to extend those rights to the females to had left, then he turned and finished
avoid a future headache, but as I said, his drink. •
ONE·WING
SYNOPSIS time helping Sena train the young
Wings are no longerpassed down jeal "woodwingers. " Her flyer friends
ouslyfrom parent to child in the flyer find the time she spends helping land
families of Windhaven:for seven years bound hopefuls achieve flyer status
there has been a system ofannual com disturbing, and Marsi often feels torn
wear the wings, regardless of their age Damen and Kerr. She asks Maris to
or background. Academies train those help her ready them.
not born to a flyer's household and, But Maris has discovered that
theoretically, the sky is open to a!!. Yet Val-an arrogant, unpleasant young
in seven years, only once has a land man-is the one the flyers have con
bound won a pair of wings-and he tempiUously dubbed "One- Wing. "
lost them during the following year's Flyers unanimously despise Val for
competition. the way in which he won a pair of
Tired of the drain on their purses, wings, several years before, and Mars i
the Landsmen of Windhaven are clos holds him personally responsible for
ing down the academies they once en the death of a friend of hers.
.
50 Analog Scence
i Fiction/Science Fact
make the difference of whether or not Va/ is one of those results. "
Woodwings will remain open-the
flyers might despise him, but the Maris and S'Rella spent the night
Landsman of Seatooth would wel together in a roughly finished cabin
come him as her sland'sjlyer.
i Forced for two not far from the shore, one of
to admit that Va/ is a very goodflyer, fifty such structures that the Lands
but still in emotional conflict, Maris man of Skulny had caused to be
finally agrees to offer Va/ her ad erected to house the visiting flyers.
vice-if the remote young man will The little village was only half full as
take it-and do what she can to help yet, but Maris knew that the earliest
him, as well as the other woodwingers, arrivals had already appropriated the
prepare for the competition. more comfortable accommodations
Va/ alienates almost everyone with in the lodge house and the guest wing
his rude manner and deliberate flaunt of the Landsman's own High Hall.
ing offlyer tradition-he even goes so S'Rella didn't mind the austerity of
far as to wear his obsidian knife (a their lodgings. She was in high spirits
legacy, he says, from hs
i father) into when Maris retrieved her at last from
the air. Only S'Rella befriends Val, the dying party. Garth had stayed
and she is drawn to him in a way that close to her throughout the evening,
worries Maris. introducing her to most everybody,
Maris learns that Val has no inten forcing her to eat three portions of his
tion of becoming a flyer-not, at stew after she had praised it in
least, as she and herfriends mean the cautiously, and regaling her with em
word. i interested only in obtain
He s barrassing anecdotes about half of the
ing apairofwings, which he sees as his flyers present. "He's nice," S'Rella
passport to a better life, to a life of said, "but he drinks too much . "
relative wealth, ease and respect. He ¥aris could only agree with that,
has no use for tradition, or for the though it had not always been so;
frienaship of other flyers. Maris when she'd come to find S'Rella,
realizes that Val may be the first of a Garth had been red-eyed and close to
new breed and that, like them or not, staggering. Maris helped him to the
the oldflyers will have to make room back room and put him to bed while
for them. he carried on a slurred, unintelligible
In an argument with Dorrel, her old conversation.
friend and lover, Maris tries to explain The next day dawned grey and windy.
herfeelings about Val, and others like They woke to the cries of a food ven
him: "We can 't turn our backs on dor, and Maris slipped outside and
them. The world has changed, and we bought two steaming hot sausages
have to accept it, and deal with it. We from his cart . After breakfast, they
may not like all tht: results of what donned their wings and flew. Not
we've done, but we can 't deny them. many of the flyers were in the air; the
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holiday atmosphere was a contagion, he said flatly.
and most were drinki ng and talking in "They were nice," S'Rella said,
the lodge, or paying their respects to blushing. "Won't you come tonight?
the Landsman, or wandering about There's to be another party. Garth is
Skulny to see wha� there was to see. going to roast a whole seacat, and his
But Maris insisted that S'Rella prac sister is providing ale."
tice, and they stayed aloft for close to "No," Yal said. "They have ale
five hours on steadily rising winds. enough and food enough where I'm
Below them, the beach was again staying, and i t suits me better . ' ' He
choked with children eager to assist in glanced at Maris. "No doubt it suits
coming flyers. Despite their numbers, us all better . ' '
they were kept busy. Arrivals were Maris refused t o be baited. "Where
constant throughout the day. The are you staying?''
most spectacular moment-S'Rella "A tavern about two miles down
l ook e d on w i t h wondering, awe the sea road. Not the sort of place
struck eyes-was when the flyers of you'd care to visit. They don't get
Big Shotan approached en masse, many flyers there, just miners and
nearly forty strong, flying in a tight landsguard and some who are more
formation, gorgeous against the sun reticent to talk about their profes
in their dark red uniforms and shim sions. I doubt they'd know how to
mering silver wi ngs . treat a flyer properly."
By the time the competition began, Maris frowned i n annoyance. "Do
Maris knew, virtually all the flyers you ever stop?"
from the scattered reaches of Western "Stop?" He smiled.
would be here, since the games were All at once Maris was filled with a
close at hand this year. Eastern would perverse determination to erase that
be heavily represented too, although smile, to prove Yal wrong. "You
not quite with the unanimity of don't even know the flyers," she said
Western. Southern, smaller and fur angrily. "What right have you to hate
ther, would have fewer still, and there them so? They're people, no different
would be only a handful of com than you-no, that's wrong, they are
petitors from the Outer Islands, different. They're warmer and more
d e s o l a t e A r t e l l i a , the volcanic generous."
Embers, and t h e other far-off places. "The warmth and gener.osity of
It was afternoon, and Maris and flyers is fabled , Val said. "No doubt
"
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after tasting. "Although I confess I'm silently by Maris' elbow, listening to
no expert . Wine and kivas are my everything that was said.
usual drinks." "If a flyer is sick," Maris said, "the
Riesa laughed. "Well, Garth swears Landsman can call together the
by it, and he's drunk enough ale in his island's other flyers, and if they agree
time to float a small trading fleet . . . can take the wings from the sick one,
"Where is Garth? .. S'Rella asked. lest they be lost at sea.'' She looked
"I thought he'd be here." back towards Riesa. "Then Garth is
"He should b�. later," Riesa said. still flying missions as if he were well,"
"He wasn't feeling well, so he sent me she said, with concern in her voice.
on ahead. I think it was just an excuse "The Landsman isn't sparing him."
to avoid helping with the barrels." "No," Riesa said, chewing on her
"Wasn't feeling well?" Maris said. lip. "I'm frightened for him, Maris.
"Riesa, is everything all right? He's The pain comes on so suddenly some
been ill frequently o f late, hasn't he? . . times, and if it should come while he's
Riesa's pleasant smile faded. "Has flying-I've told him to speak to the
he told you, Maris? I wasn't sure. It's Landsman, but he won't hear of it. His
only been the past half-year. It's his wings are everything to him, you know
joints. When it gets bad, they swell up that. All you flyers are alike."
on him something terrible, and even ' ' I 'll talk to him, • • Maris said firmly.
when they aren't swelling he's got "Dorrel has spoken to him endless
pain . . . She leaned a little closer. "I'm ly," Riesa said. "It does no good. You
worried about him in truth. Dorrel is know how stubborn Garth can be."
too. He's seen healers, here and in "He should lay down his wings,"
Stormtown too, but no one has been S'Rella blurted suddenly.
able to do much. And he's drinking Riesa gave her a hard look. "Child,
more than he used to." you don't know what you are saying.
Maris was appalled. ''I knew Dorrel You are the woodwinger Garth met last
was fretting over him, but I thought it night, are you not? Maris' friend?"
was just his drinking . " She hesitated . S'Rella nodded.
"Riesa, has Garth told the Landsman "Yes, Gar>th spoke of you," Riesa
about his troubles?" said. "You would understand better i f
Riesa shook her head. "No, he's-'' you were a flyer. You and I, w e can on
She inte,rrupted herself to draw a mug ly watch from outside, we can never
for a craggy-looking Easterner strange feel as a flyer feels about his wings. At
to Maris, and resumed only after he least Garth ha,s told me so.' •
had drifted away. "He's afraid, Maris, "I will be a flyer," S'Rella insisted.
I am certain of it." "Certainly you will, child," Riesa
"Why is he afraid?" S'Rella asked said, "but you are not now, and that is
quietly looking from Maris to Riesa why you talk so easily of laying down
.
and back again. She had been standing the wings.' •
Signature
rl
opened. It had grown dark outside,
and the lodge was filling up rapidly. A I
i g for him to resume his music.
"Do the ballad of Aron and Jeni,"
s0meon� called out.
dozen Shotaners she knew only vaguely
swept in all at once, still in their red The guitarist shook his head. "No,"
uniforms, followed by a half-dozen he said, smiling, "I've got a more
Easterners she knew not at all. One of appropriate song.'' He played a few
them climbed atop Riesa's ale casks, o �ening bars and began to sing a song
and a companion tossed him up a urfamiliar to Maris.
guitar, and he began to sing flyers' Val turned to her. "Don't you recog
songs in a passably mellow voice. Be nfze it?" he said. "It's popular in
neath him the crowd grew dense with � astern. They call it the ballad of Ari
some standing and listening and ap d One-Wing." He poured himself
shouting up requests, and others more wine and raised the glass again in
sampling Riesa's ale. mocking tribute to the singer.
Maris, still glancing at the door With a sinking feeling, Maris real
whenever it opened, drifted a bit closer ized that she had heard the song before,
to Val and S'Rella, and tried to listen to years past, and what was worse had
them above the music. probably enjoyed it. It was a rousing;
Then the music stopped. dramatic story of betrayal and revenge,
In mid-song, suddenly singer and with One-Wing the villian and the
guitar both grew silent, and the silence flyers the heroes.
flowed across the room, as conversa S'Rella was biting her lip in anger,
tions ceased and all eyes turned curi barely holding back her tears. She
ously to the man perched atop the ale started forward impulsively, but Val
keg, a slim, balding Easterner who all restrained her with a hand on her arm
at once seemed to have lost his voice. In and shook his head. Maris could only
less than a minute, everyone in the stand helplessly, listening to the cruel
lodge was looking at him. words, so very different from those of
And he was looking across the room her own song, the one Coli had written
at Val. for her. She wished he were here now,
Val turned in his direction and raised to compose a song in answer to this.
his wine glass. "Greetings, Loren, " he Singers had a strange power, even
called, in his maddeningly flat tones. amateurs like the Easterner.
' ' I toast yourfine singing.'' He drained When he was finished, everyone
his wine and set the glass aside. knew.
Someone, taking Val's words for He tossed his guitar down to a friend,
veiled insult, snickered. Others took and jumped down after it. ' ' I '11 be sing
the toast in earnest, and raised their ing on the beach, if anyone cares to
own glasses. The singer just sat and hear," he said. Then he took his instru
stared, his face darkening, and most of ment and left, followed by all of the
the flyers watched him, baffled, wait- Easterners who had arrived with him
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was Garth standing there, frowning, looked back at Val. "You were a boy
looking puzzled and angry. "What is then, though, and none of us knew that
going on?" he said. "I stumble up Ari would kill herself. I've made my
from home to host my party, and own share of mistakes, though none as
everyone is out on the beach. Maris? big as yours, and I suppose-"
Riesa? " He slammed the door and " I made no mistake," Val inter
started across the room. ''If there was a jected quickly. His dark eyes flashed.
fight, I '11 break the neck of the fool Garth blinked. "Your challenge was
who started it. Flyers have no business a mistake," he said. "Ari killed her
quarrelling like land-bound. " self because of it."
Val faced him squarely. "I'm the " I would challenge her again , " Val
cause of your empty party," he said. said. "She was not fit to fly. Her death
"Do I know you?" Garth said. was her mistake, not mine."
"Val. Of South Arren. " He waited. Garth was always gentle and genial,
"He didn't start anything," Maris even his infrequent angers full of bluff
said suddenly. "Believe that; Garth. and bluster; Maris had never seen his
He's my guest . " face as cold and bitter as it looked now.
Garth looked baffled. "Then "Out, One-Wing," he said, his voice
why-? " low. ' 'Leave this lodge and do not enter
"I'm also called One-Wing." it again, whether you wear wings or
Comprehension b r o k e across not. I will not have you."
Garth's face, and Maris knew how she "I won't be back," Val said evenly.
must have looked the day she had met "Nonetheless, I thank you for your
Val on the Stormtown docks, and had warmth and generosity." He smiled
a sickening realization of what it must and headed towards the door. S'Rella
have felt like to Val. started after him.
Whatever Garth felt, he struggled to "S'Rella," Garth said. "I don't
control it. " I wish I could bid you you can stay, girl, I have no-"
welcome,'' he said, ''but that would be S'Rella whirled. "Everything Val
a lie. Ari was a sweet fine woman who says is true. I hate you all." And she
never hurt anyone, and I knew her followed Val One-Wing out into night.
brother too. We all did." He sighed
and looked to Maris. "He is your S'ReUa did not return to their little
guest, you say? What would you have cabin that night, but she was there just
me do with him?" after dawn the next day, Val with her,
"Ari was my friend as well," Maris both ready for practice. Maris gave
said. "Garth, I don't ask you to forget them the wings and accompanied them
her. But Val is not her killer. He took up the steep, twisting stone stairs to
her wings, not her life . " flyers' cliff. "Race," she told them.
''They are one and the same,' ' Garth "Fly above the coastline, using the sea
grumbled, but it was half-hearted. He breeze and staying low. Circle the
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ing hair pulled back hard and tied in a "His chance," Arak said angrily.
knot in the back of his head. An East "He has had chances enough, more
erner; his hair style gave him away, as than he ever deserved. Do you know
did his clothes, collar and cuffs trimmed about his parents?"
with black fur, shirt hooded. He wore Maris shrugged. "Land-bound, as
an iron ring on one fmger and silver on were my own."
the next, testimonials to his wealth and "Worse than land-bound," Arak
status. " I would speak to you," he said said. "Vicious, dirty, ignorant. He was
brusquely when Maris opened the door. born on Lomarron, did you know
"Do I know you?" Maris said. that? Not on South Arren at all. Do
"My name is Arak," he said. " I you know Lomarron?"
have flown for South Arren for these Maris nodded, suddenly interested
past thirty years." despite herself. She had flown to
Maris opened the door wider and let Lomarron once, three or four years
him in, gesturing him towards the only ago, but that had been enough . A
chair in the cabin. She sat on a bed. large, desolate island, all rocks and
"You are from Val's home island." mountains, .the soil too poor for farm
" I have that misfortune," he said. ing, but rich in the metals so rare on
She did not care for his tone. Windhaven. Almost all the land
"Well?" she demanded. bound on Lomarron worked in the
"Some of us have been talking-" mines, and with such wealth at hand,
"Us?" warfare was endemic. "They were
"The flyers," he said. miners," she guessed.
"Which flyers, precisely?" But Arak shook his head. "Lands
"It doesn't matter who they were," guard, " he said . "Professional killers.
Arak said. There was something about His father was a knife-fighter, his
the man, his self-centered intensity, mother a sling."
that woke all o f Maris' hostilities. "Many islands have landsguard
"Some of them think you are a flyer at forces," Maris said uneasily.
heart, even though you were not flyer Arak seemed to be enjoying this.
born. So I was sent to talk to you, to tell ''On Lomarron they get more practice
you about Val One-Wing and dissuade than on other islands," he said. "Too
you from helping him." much, finally. His mother had her sling
"I doubt that you could tell me any hand lopped off in an engagement,
thing that would change my course," severed clean at the wrist. Not long
Maris said. after that there was a truce. But Val's
"You do not know what sort of man family didn't take to truces. His father
� he is" the Easterner said sharply. killed a man anyway, and then the
"No? I remember Ari. I have lived three of them had to flee Lomarron in a
with Val's bitterness these past few fishing boat they stole. That was how
weeks. He still deserves his chance." they came to South Arren. The mother
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was a useless one-handed cripple, but Give him the chance to get into an
the father joined the landsguard again. academy, and what did he do with it
Only for a short time, though. One killed someone right off, anything to
night he got too drunk and told a mate get what he wanted. I'd wager he com
who he was, and word reached the mitted other crimes during the year he
Landsman, and then Lomarron. He had those wings, too. We just don't
was hanged as a thief and a murderer. " know.about them. Lots of things a fly
Maris sat numbed, not knowing er can do if he cares to."
what to say. Maris stood up. She was remember
"I know all this," Arak went on, ing things Val had said back at Wood
' ' because I took pity on the poor wings. She was remembering the scars
widow. My wife had died not long on his back. And she remembered her
before, so I took her in as a house own childhood as well, and the flyer
keeper and cook, never mind that she Russ who had adopted her and raised
had only one hand and couldn't do half her as his own. Her lips trembled.
as much work as a healthy one. I gave "Discipline, you say," she said,
them a place to live, work, decent keeping her voice as flat as she could
enough food, raised Val with my own manage. "What kind of discipline?"
son. But kindness couldn't change him "Eh?" Arak looked at her in sur
or his mother. It was wasted on them, prise, the thread of his speech broken.
and anything you do for him is going to He was a small man, and seated, and
be wasted as well. His mother was lazy Maris loomed over him as she stood
and shiftless, always whining and com with her arms folded. "Nothing ex
plaining about how she felt, never get cessive," he said . "A blackwood stick
ting her work done on time, but expect when he was little, a lick of the whip
ing to be paid for it all the same. Val now and again when he'd grown. The
was insolent. I tried to straighten him same as I gave my own."
out, gave him a taste of discipline, but "The same as your own," she re
it was useless. The blood was bad. He peated. "And did they eat at a table
used to play at being a knife-fighter, you with you? Share the food you ate?"
know, and killing people. Even tried to Arak stood up, his sharp face twisted
drag my own boy into his sick games, �n dismay. But even standing he had to
but I stopped that soon enough. He look up to her. "Of course not," he
was a terrible influence. Both of them snapped. ''They were help, hired land
stole, you know, him and his mother. bound. They had food, though . I
There was always something missing. I didn't starve them. "
had to keep my iron under lock and "Scraps," Maris spat angrily.
key. I even caught him handling my "Scraps from your own table. Rotten
wings once, in the middle of the night, fish you didn't want anymore."
when he thought I was asleep. " I was flying when you were a land
"He hasn't changed since, either. bound brat playing with seashells,"
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Arak said. "Keep your insolence to terrible suspicion hit her, and she threw
yourself. How I feed my household is open the door and went after him.
my business. " Arak saw her coming and tried to run,
''And did he ever ask you to teach but she caught him on the edge of the
him the wings?" Maris said, ignoring small village and knocked him flat on
his comment. She stepped closer to the sand. Several astonished flyers
him. "When you were training your watched, but no one moved to inter
own son, did Val ever want to fly too?" fere. Arak cringed beneath her with an
Arak laughed, a choking snort of arm across his face. "Get away from
laughter. " I whipped that idea out of me!" he shouted.
him fast enough, " he said. "That was "Where was Val' s father executed? "
before you came along with your Maris demanded. "On Lomarron or
damned academies, and put notions in South Arren? Where?"
all these land-bound heads. " "Leave me alone," Arak said. He
She shoved him. got clumsily to his feet.
She had never done anything like it "Where?"
before, never touched another person "On Arren, of course, on Arren. No
in anger, but now she shoved him, sense shipping him back. Our rope was
hard, with both hands, and Arak stag just as good. " He stepped backwards,
gered backwards and his laughter died away from her.
in his throat. And Maris came forward "But the crime was committed on
and shoved him again, and he stumbled Lomarron, so the Landsman of Lom
and went down, disbelief and the arron had to order the execution,"
beginnings of fear in his eyes. She stood Maris said. "How did that order get to
over him. "Get up," she said. "Get up your Landsman? You flew it, didn't
and get out, you filthy little man. If I you? You flew the messages both
could I'd rip the wings from your back. ways! "
You foul the sky." Arak glared at her and broke and ran
Arak rose and moved quickly to the again. Maris did not go after him.
door, a frightened shuffle before Maris The look on his face had been all the
could touch him again. But outdoors admission she needed.
he got his courage back. " I knew this
idea was a folly," he said. "I told them The tavern was a shabby place, its in
as much. Land-bound is land-bound. terior dark and cold and smelling faintly
The blood will tell. I voted against your of mold. The fire was too small to heat
academies, you know. We should have the main room properly, and the
taken your wings when we had the candles on the table burned smokily.
chance. Maybe we'll take them yet. " Val was dicing with three dark-haired,
Maris, shaking, slammed the door heavy women in landsguard brown
on him. and-green, but he came away when
But no sooner had she done it then a Maris asked him, a wine glass elapsed
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would not happen, could not happen . expecting them. She was up flying, and
She had been foolish to think other she did not know they had arrived until
wise. Val One-Wing was who he was, they had been in the flyer village several
and that would not change simply hours and were already settled com
because Maris understood the cruel fortably into cabins.
forces that had shaped him. He sat When she found them, Sena almost
regarding her with the same cool dis immediately asked after the academy
dain as ever, and she knew then that wings, and sent Sher and Leya off to
they could never be friends, never, no fetch them from Maris' cabin. "Val
matter what might come to pass. and S'Rella are no doubt limber
But she tried a final time to soften enough by now," she said. "But the
him. "Don't judge all flyers by Arak," rest of us have been at sea, and we must
she began. As she heard her own take advantage of every hour of good
words, she'wondered why she-had not flying wind."
said us, why she spoke of the flyers as if Only when the students had gone off
she were not one of them. She had been to fly for the rest of the afternoon did
doing that a lot lately. ' ' Arak is not Sena beckon Maris to take a seat. "Tell
typical, Val." me what is wrong," she said.
' ' Arak and I understand each other "What-"
well enough, ' ' Yal said. ' ' I know exact Sena gestured impatiently with her
ly what he is, thank you. I know that he cane. "I noticed it at once," she said.
is crueler than most, flyer or land "Don't take me for an old fool. In
bound, and less intelligent, and more years past, we've never been fully ac
easily angered. That does not make my cepted by the flyers, but they were
opinions of flyers any less true. His always polite enough. Cool, yes, and
attitudes are shared by most of your patronizing, endlessly. But this year the
friends, whether you care to admit it or hostility is rank. I could smell it as soon
not. Arak is only a bit less reticent as we arrived, and the students have
about voicing those views, and a little noticed it too, although some of them
more crude in the way he does so." aren't sure what it is. Is it Yal?"
Maris rose. "We have nothing more Maris told her about the party at the
to say to each other , ' ' she said coolly. lodge, about her conversation with
I'll expect you and S'Rella tomorrow Dorrel, a little about Arak and his visit.
morning for practice." Sena was frowning when she finished.
"Well, it is unfortunate," she said.
Sena and the other woodwingers ar "But Yal has survived worse for years,
rived several hours ahead of schedule so we can survive the little that rubs off
on the day before the competition was on us. Adversity will toughen them.
to open, putting in at the nearest port They need that."
and trekking twelve miles overland "Do they?" Maris said, bitterness
along the sea road . Maris had not been creeping into her tone. "This is not the
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"I challenged a woman from Big be weak, and I've never been im
Shotan last year,'' Dam en put in pressed by his abilities. Bari of Poweet
glumly. • 'She hadn't seemed very would be another. She gained a good
good beforehand, but she beat me thirty pounds this past year, a sure
easily enough when it mattered . " sign of a flyer whose will and body are
"She was probably being deliber failing . " She named about a half
ately clumsy earlier, trying to lure a dozen more, all frequent subjects of
challenge from someon e , ' ' Maris flyer talk, reputed to be clumsy or
said. "I've known some who did that. careless or both, the old and the very
No, you're safer to challenge someone young. Then, impulsively, she added
other than a Shotaner." one other name. "An Easterner I met
"That still leaves a lot o f people , " yesterday might be worth a challenge.
Kerr said, unsatisfied. " I don't know Arak of South Arren. "
any of them. Can't you tell me the Val shook his head. ' ' Arak i s small
name of someone I can beat?" but hardly frail," he said calmly. "He
Vat laughed. He was standing by would out fly anyone here, except
the door, S ' Rclla close tO him. ''You perhaps for me."
can't beat anyone," he said, "unless "Oh?" Damen, as ever, was an
i t ' s Sena here. Challenge her." noyed by the implied slur. ' ' We'll sec
"I'll beat you, One-Wing," Kerr about that. I think we can trust Maris'
snapped back. judgment before yours."
Sena hushed him and glared at Vat. They talked for a few minutes
"Quiet. I'll haveno rnore ofthat, Vat, more, the woodwingers eagerly dis
or I may decide not to sponsor you at cussing the names Maris had tossed
all." She looked back at Maris. "Kerr out, adding what little they knew of
is right. Can you tell us specific flyers them, suggesting other possibilities.
who are vulnerable?" Finally Sena chased them all away and
"You know, M a r i s , " Vat said. told them to get some rest.
"Like Ari." He was smiling. I n front o f the cabin she had shared
Once, not so very long ago, the sug with Maris, S'Rella bid goodnight to
gestion would have filled Maris with Val. "Go o n , " she told him. " I ' l l stay
horror. Once she would have thought here tonigh t . ' '
it betrayal of the worst kind. Now she He looked a bit nonplussed. "Oh?
was not sure. The poorer flyers en Well, suit yourself."
dangered themselves and their wings, When Val was out of sight, Maris
and it was small enough secret who said, "S'Rella? You're welcome, of
they were for one privy to flyer gossip course, but why·. . . ?"
in the Eyrie. S'Rella turned to her with a serious
"1-1 suppose I can suggest a few expression on her face. "You left out
names," she said hesitantly. "Jon o f Garth," she said.
Culhall, for one. H i s eyes are said t o M a r i s w a s t a k en aback . She
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time, waiting for the wind to return, right o f her older brother to wear the
and talking among themselves about family wings. But just before the
the calm in low, careful voices. woodwingers reached the judges'
The land-bound were waiting eagerly table, a black-haired girl from Big
for the competition to start, most o f Shotan, daughter o f a prominent
them unaware that anything was flyer, named Bari of Poweet, and
amiss. It was, after all, a beautiful, Maris heard Kerr swear softly. That
clear day. And, atop the cliffs, the was one good target gone.
judges were setting up their station Then it was their turn.
and taking their seats. The competi It seemed to Maris to be quieter
tion could not wait on the weather: than it had been before. The Lands
contests in this sluggish air might not man was animated enough, but the
be as exciting, but they would still be four fly.er judges all looked grave and
tests o f skill and endurance. nervous. The Easterner was toying
Maris saw Sena leading the wood with the wooden telescope that had
wingers across the sands towards the been set before her on the table, the
stairs leading up the cliffs. She hurried muscular blond from the Outer
to join them. Islands was frowning, and even Shalli
A line had formed in front of the looked concerned.
judges' table, behind which sat the Sher went first, followed by Leya.
Landsman of Skulny and four flyers, Both named flyers that Maris had sug
one each from Eastern, Southern, gested to them. The crier bellowed out
Western and the Outer Islands. the names, and Maris heard the shouts
The Landsman's crier, a massive being repeated up and down the beach.
woman with a chest like a barrel, Damen named Arak of South Arren,
stood on the edge of the cliff. As each and the Eastern judge smiled slyly.
of the challengers named an opponent "Arak will be so pleased, " she said.
to the judges, she would cup her hands Kerr named Jon of Culhall. Maris
and shout out the name for all to hear, was not happy with that. Jon was a
and her apprentices would take up the weak flyer, a likely opponent, and she
cry all along the beach, shouting it had been hoping that he would be
over and over until the flyer chal challenged by one of the academy's
lenged acknowledged and moved off better prospects-Val, S'Rella, or
towards flyers' cliff. Then t h e Damen. Kerr was the poorest of their
challenger would g o t o meet his oppo six, and Jon would probably escape
nent, and the line would shuffle for with his wings.
ward. Most of the names called were Val One-Wing moved to the table.
vaguely familiar to Maris, and she "Your choice? " rumbled the Outer
knew they were in-family challenges, Islander. He was tense, as were the
parents testing children, or-in one other judges, even the Landsman.
case-a younger sibling di�puting the Maris realized she was on edge as well,
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Leya got away well enough. Damen judges, and she could look down on
had more trouble; Arak abused him flyers' cliff and see them both, and
verbally while they were circling, watching them she felt heartsick.
waiting for the shout to start, and flew Garth was somber and pale, and from
dangerously close to him as they a distance he appeared far too stout
veered out over the ocean. Even from and clumsy to have much of a chance
a distance, Maris thought Damen against the slim young challenger.
looked shaken. Both of them prepared quietly, Garth
Kerr did even worse. He botched his speaking only once or twice to his
leap badly, almost seeming to stumble sister, S'Rella saying nothing at all.
from the cliff, and a cry went up from Neither got off to a good start, Garth
below as he plunged down sharply having a bit more difficulty with the
towards the beach . Finally he regained thick air because of his weight. S'Rella
some control and pulled himself up, moved in front of him quickly, but he
but by the time he sailed out over the had closed the gap by the time they
sea his opponent had opened up a reached the horizon and vanished .
substantial lead. .. 1 know you wanted to help your
Corm was cheerful and smiling as woodwingers, but couldn't you have
he prepared for his match against Val, stopped short of the betrayal of a
joking and flirting with the two land friend?"
bound girls who helped him open his Dorrel's voice, deceptively calm.
wings, calling out comments to the Feeling heartsick, Maris turned to
spectators, waving to Shalli. He even face him. She had not spoken to him
threw a grim smile in Maris' direction. since that night on the beach.
But he did not speak to Vat, except "I didn't want it to happen, Dorr,"
once, before he launched. "This is for she said. "But it may be for the best.
Ari," he shouted, his tone deadly, and We both know he's sick."
then he was running and the wind "Sick, yes," he snapped . "But I
took him. Val said nothing. He un wanted to protect him-this will kill
folded his own wings in silence, leaped him if he loses."
from the cliff in silence, swept up and "It may kill him if he wins."
around near Corm in silence. The crier "I think he'd prefer that. But if that
gave the shout, and the two of them girl takes his wings from him-he liked
broke in opposite directions, both her, did you know that? He mention
coming around cleanly, the shadow of ed her to me, how nice she was, that
their wings passing across the upturned night after Vat wrecked the party in
faces of the children on the beach . the lodge."
When they moved out of sight, Corm Maris, too, had been sick and angry
was ahead, but only by a wingspan. over S'Rella's choice of opponent,
Lastly came S' Rella and Garth. but Dorrel's cold fury turned her feel
Maris stood with Sena near the ings another way.
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but four others who had started ahead outcome of the races, and she knew
of him as well. that a lot of money was changing
By the time he had landed, two hands below. It would be different,
other flyers had come surging out of however, for S'Rella. This was
the clouds, one several wingspans Skulny, Garth's home island, and he
ahead of the other. The first pair to was familiar and popular with many
depart, the judges announced. One of of the spectators.
the Landsman's attendants _passed "Arak of South Arren!" the crier
two of the wooden boxes down the yelled clearly for all to hear.
table, and Maris heard the small clicks Sena swore softly. Maris borrowed
as the stones were dropped. a scope from Shalli. It was Arak, sure
When the boxes were set aside, she enough, flying alone, ahead of not
drifted closer. In the first box, she only Damen but of Sher and Leya and
counted five black pebbles and one their opponents as well.
white; four judges ruling for the One by one the woodwingers and
challenger, one for a tie. The other, their rivals struggled in.
the box representing the race in which Arak came first, then the man Sher
Lane had flown , had five whites in it, had challenged, then Damen-he had
but as she watched the judges dropped passed Sher, Leya, and Leya's oppo
in three more-two more flyers had nent, but was still hopelessly behind
appeared, far apart, but neither one Arak-and Leya's rival. Minutes
was Lane's son. When he finally did later, three flyers appeared bunched
appear, some twenty minutes later, close together; Sher and Leya, in
five others had preceded him, and separable as always, and close to
Lane's box had ten white pebbles in it. them-moving ahead now-Jon of
A formidable margin; the boy was Culhall. Sena was swearing again, her
probably lost already, Maris knew. face screwed up in disappointment.
As each incoming flyer was Maris tried to think of something
recognized, the judges announced the reassuring to say, but nothing came to
name to the crier, who shouted it out mind. The judges were dropping peb
for all to hear. Ragged cheers went up bles into the boxes. On the beach,
for some of the announcements from Damen was down and getting out o f
the land-bound thronging the his wings, while the others approached
beaches, and now and again Maris for a landing.
heard a loud groan as well. She The sky was clear for a moment,
suspected that most of the cheering with nothing to see. Kerr was losing
was for financial reasons rather than badly too; Jon of Culhall had landed
personal. Most of the land-bound did now, and he was nowhere in sight.
not know flyers from other islands Maris took advantage of the free mo
well enough to like or dislike them, ment to see how the judges had scored
but it was traditional to gamble on the her students.
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front of her, and the turbulence preparing for the afternoon games.
created by his passing seemed to shake Sena shook her head. "Come," she
her. Her wings seesawed for a moment said, throwing an arm around Kerr.
before she regained stability, giving "Let's find the others and get some
him a chance to open his lead. food into them."
He passed over the beach about
three wingspans ahead of her. The The afternoon passed quickly.
pebbles began to clatter into the box. Some of the woodwingers went off to
Maris turned to see. It had been a close watch the flying games-an Outer
race, credible, spirited. Perhaps some Islander and two Shotaners won the
of the judges would score it a tie. individual prizes, and Western came
One did, but only one. Maris away with the medals in the team
counted. Five white pebbles for races-while the others rested, talked,
Garth, one lonely black for S'Rella. or played games. Damen had brought
"Let's go down to her," Maris said a geechi set, and he and Sher spent
to Sena. hours bent over it, both of them trying
"Kerr hasn't come in yet," the to recoup some of their lost pride.
teacher replied. In the evening the parties started.
Maris had almost forgotten about The woodwingers had a small party of
Kerr. "Oh. I hope he's safe. " their own outside Sena's cabin, in a
" I should never have sponsored halfhearted effort to lighten damp
him," Sena grumbled. "Damn his ened spirits. Leya played the pipes and
parents' iron." Kerr told sea stories, and all of them
They waited five minutes, ten, fif drank from the wineskin Maris had
teen. Sher, Leya, and a very dispirited brought. Vat was in his usual mood,
Damen all wandered up to join them. cool and distant and invulnerable, but
Other wings appeared on the horizon, everyone else remained glum.
but none of them was Kerr. Maris "No one has died," Sena said at
began to grow seriously afraid for his last, her manner gruff. "When you
safety. lose an eye and shatter a leg as I did,
But finally he was there, the last of then you will have a right to be
all those who had left that morning, morose. You don't have that right
and coming from the wrong direction now. Get out of here, the lot of you,
too; he had been blown off course, he before you make me irritable." She
explained, and overshot Skulny. He waved her cane at them. ' 'Off now,
was very sheepish about it. and to bed. We still have two more
By then, of course, ten white peb days of competition, and all of you
bles had been cast against him. can win your wings if you fly well
The crowds of land-bound were enough. Tomorrow I expect more
breaking up below, going off in search from each one of you."
of food or drink or shade. Flyers were Maris and S'Rella walked along the
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"A flyer, I would guess, " Maris the flying to notice their arrival.
said grimly. "A sick, bitter flyer. But The first two pairs were nothing
we have no proof of anything. It could special, merely long sequences of
have been done by a flyer who was launchings, landings, and graceful,
challenged, or the friend of someone sweeping turns, all done skillfully but
we challenged, or simply some not spectacularly. The third match
stranger who hates woodwingers. It was something else. The flyer Lane,
might even be some local land-bound who had raced so well yesterday, was a
who lost money on a bet over Val One splendid stunter as well. Leaping from
Wing. My own suspicions fall on the cliff, he plunged down low over
Arak, but I can't prove that." the beach, skimming so close to the
Sena nodded. "You were right to sand that land-bound had to duck to
keep it quiet. I only hope S'Rella be out of his way. Then he found a
wasn't too disturbed by it." riser and swooped up, up, soaring
Maris glanced at where S'Rella through the overcast and out of sight
stood among the other students, talk before he came diving down again ,
ing softly to Val. "She needs to do with reckless speed, only to pull out at
well today, or it is all over for her." the last possible instant. He attempted
"They're starting," Damen called, verticle banks and a full loop, and on
pointing up at the cliffs. ly went into a stall once-he broke out
The first pair of contestants had quickly-and Maris found herself ad
taken to the air and were moving miring his verve. His son was no
quickly above the beach. They would match for him; the poor boy would be
circle over the water, Maris knew, and waiting a long time for wings, unless
each would go into a sequence of he challenged out-of-family next year.
stunts and maneuvers designed to After they had finished, Maris
demonstrate flying skills. The specific counted eighteen stones in the voting
stunts were the choice of each in box, eight new ones added to the ten
d i v i d u a l flyer; some satisfied Lane had won yesterday.
themselves with performing basics as Sher was the first woodwinger to try
flawlessly as possible, while others the air. It was a good effort; a clean
tried to be daring and ambitious. launch, almost perfect but for a slight
Seldom were there clear-cut winners wobble, followed by a standard se
or losers; it was in this event that the quence of turns, circles, dives, and
judges wielded the most power. climbs, all performed smoothly. Sher
Sena sent the woodwingers up one seemed lithe and buoyant in the air,
stair to flyers' cliff to prepare for their compared to the stolid competency of
own matches, while she and Maris the opposition. Maris would have
returned to the judging area. Shalli given the judgment to Sher by a slight
gave them a curt nod when they ar margin, but when she looked she
rived; the others were too engrossed in found the judges had been more
· quence Sher had flown, all basic, but proved she was right. The wind was
with less luck. The wind shifted during gusting, he was as clumsy as ever, and
the match, robbing Leya of the fluid probably still despondent about
grace that Maris had so often seen her yesterday's performance.
display, giving her flight a ragged ap After a few minutes, Sena faced
pearance. And several times gusts Maris. "Even with one eye, this is
threw her sideways, breaking up what painful to watch, " she said.
had been well-executed turns. Her Jon of Culhall accumulated eight
rival had trouble as well, but less. white pebbles, and Maris pitied Kerr.
Four judges gave him their stones, and "Corm of Lesser Amberly, . an .
only one made it a tie, leaving Leya nounced the crier, Val One- Wing.
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Maris warned Sena. "Val may have people screaming, somewhere below,
trouble today�" and there was running as well.
"Yes," Sena said, with a pointed Val's wings took flower.
glance back to where Shalli sat among For an instant it did not seem to be
the judges. enough. He still fell, speed increasing,
The crowd was growing impatient; even with the wings fully extended.
the flyers still had not launched. But then he yanked himself to one side
Corm's helpers had stepped back and that did it, suddenly he was veer
from him, and he stood with his silver ing up sharply, angling over the beach
wings fully extended, but Val had and out towards sea. People were
made no move to unfold his own. In dropping to the sand, and someone
stead he kept examining the joints o f was still screaming, but there was
one wing, as i f looking for something shouting as well.
wrong. Corm said something to him, Then silence, a hush, a long in
sharply, and Val looked up from what drawn breath. Val skimmed the
he was doing and made a broad waves, gliding as if over ice, and
gesture. smoothly began to rise. Serenely he
"All right ," Corm said clearly, and flew out to where Corm, almost un
then he was running, and an instant noticed, had performed a difficult loop.
later he was aloft. The applause began, and the cheer
"There's Corm," Shalli said. ing, and all along the shore land
"Where's One-Wing?" bound began clapping and chanting
''Doesn't he know that this will cost the refrain, "One-Wing, One-Wing,
him?" Sena muttered. One-Wing,'' over and over. Even
Maris gripped Sena tightly by the Lane's spectacular plunge had not
elbow. "He's going to do it again," thrilled them as Val had.
she said urgently. The judge from Eastern was
"Do what?" Sena said, but even as laughing. "I never thought I'd see that
she spoke a light broke over her face again , " she exclaimed. "Damn,
and Maris knew she understood . damn. Even Raven himself never did
.Val jumped. it better. "
It was a long way down, and only Shalli looked miserable. "A cheap
sand and spectators below, and trick," she said. "And a dangerous
trickier and more dangerous than the one as well."
same stunt over water. But he was do "Probably," the Outer Islander
ing it, falling, his wings flapping agreed, "but I've never seen anything
behind him like a silver cape. Shalli like it. How did he do it anyway?"
and the Southern judge jumped to The Easterner tried to explain, and
their feet, two of the landsguard the two of them fell to talking. In the
rushed to the cliffside, even the crier distance, Val and Corm were going
gave a grunt of surprise. Maris heard through their stunts. Val flew well,
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"Her?" the Landsman said. "Garth bothered to attend t h e g a m e s ,
out flew her easily, until he was taken reported that t h e spectators had
sick. You mean to give the girl the vic · grown sparse as well, and all their talk
tory over Garth?" was of Garth.
"You can't be serious, sir," the big Sena tried t o encourage the
man from the Outer Islands said. students, but i t was a formidable task .
.. Your Garth fell into the ocean, Sher and Leya were philosophical
Landsman. He might have stunted as about their chances, neither expecting
well as Lane and he'd still lose." to win, but Damen was in a dismal
"I must agree, " the Easterner said. condition and Kerr seemed ready to
"Landsman, you are not a flyer, you slink off and slit his own throat.
do not understand . Garth is fortunate S'Rella was nearly as despondent . She
to be alive. I f he had fallen while flying was tired and withdrawn for most of
a mission, with no ship to save him, he the afternoon, and that evening she
would have been food for a scylla." quarreled with Val.
"He was sick," the Landsman in It was just after dinner. Damen was
sisted, he was frantic not to lose the setting up his geechi board and look
wings for Skulny. ing for an opponent, and Leya had
"It doesn't matter," the quiet gotten out her pipes again. Val found
Southern judge put in, and she cast S' Rella sitting with Maris on the
the first pebble into the voting box beach, and joined them uninvited.
with a flick of her thumb. It was "Let's walk down to the tavern," he
black. Three other black stones suggested to S'Rella, "and celebrate
followed in quick succession, Shalli our victories. I want to get free of
placing hers with obvious dismay, un these losers and hear what people are
til the Landsman defiantly added the saying about us, maybe even get down
only white one. some bets for tomorrow. ' '
"I've got no victory to celebrate,"
Garth 's fall intensified the bit S'Rella replied sullenly. "I flew hor
terness of flyers and woodwingers ribly. Garth was much better than I
both. The afternoon games, stunts was. I didn't deserve to win."
conducted in an increasingly dark and "You win or you lose, S'Rella,"
stormy cloud, had little zest to them. Val said. "What you deserve has
An Easterner from Kite's Landing nothing to do with anything. Come
was the grand winner, but she had on." He tried to take her by the hand
scant competition, as many of the and pull her to her feet, but S'Rella
flyers decided to drop out at the last yanked loose of him angrily.
moment. A few of those not directly "Don't you even care about what
involved in challenges were even seen happened to Garth?"
taking wing for their home islands. "Not particularly. You shouldn't
Kerr, the only woodwinger who had either. As I recall, the last thing you
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you-what I said-at the lodge-" at trade. I've got enough iron put
He waved her quiet. "I know that. aside to buy myself a ship, and I could
And you needn't be sorry. The water travel that way, see other islands
was terribly cold out there, but maybe though I'm half scared out of my wits
it woke me up a bit, and I've had all at the idea of traveling by sea." He
afternoon to lie here and think. I've chuckled . "You and Dorr used to kid
been a fool, and I'm lucky I have the me about being a t r a d e r . You
breath to say so. I did wrong to keep it remember, Maris? Said I'd trade my
secret, the way that I was feeling, and wings if the deal was good enough,
you did right to name me when you just because I liked to swap a little now
knew . " He shook his head . . . 1 and again . Well, some trader I turned
couldn't accept being a land-bound, out to be. Here S'Rella gets my wings
you know. I love the flying too much, and doesn't give me anything. " He
all my friends, the travel. But it's over, laughed, and Maris found herself
my little swim proved that, the only joining him.
question is whether I'm to be a live They talked for over an hour, about
land-bound or a drowned flyer at the traders and sailors and finally flyers,
end of it all. Before today, I'd always relaxing as they laughed at Garth's
managed to shrug off the pain, get jokes and exchanged gossip. "Corm is
where I was going. But this morn livid about your friend Val," Garth
ing-ab, it was miserable, shooting said at one point, "and I can't say I
pains in my arms and legs. But I don't blame him. He's a good enough flyer
want to talk about that. Bad enough it that he never considered that he might
happened. " He reached across and lose his wings, and here it seems he's
took S'Rella by the hand. "What I lost them, and to One-Wing of all peo
mean to say, S'Rella, is that I can't ple. Did you have anything to do with
compete tomorrow, and I wouldn't if that, Maris?"
I could. Riesa and the sea have She shook her head. "Hardly. All
brought me to my senses. The wings Val's idea. He'll never admit it, but I
are yours. " think he wanted to beat a flyer of the
S'Rella could hardly believe him. top rank to make them forget about
She stared at him wide-eyed, and a Ari. The fact that Corm's wife sits
tremulous smile broke across her face. among the judges just added an extra
"What will you do, Garth?" Maris flair to the feat, and of course it gave
asked, her voice showing concern. him a convenient excuse if he lost. He
He grimaced. ' 'That depends on the . could blame it on flyer prejudice. "
healers," he said. "Seems to me I have Garth nodded and made a rude joke
three choices. Maybe I'll be a corpse, about Corm, then turned to his sister.
and maybe I'll be a cripple, but if I can "Riesa, why don't you show S'Rella
find a healer who knows what he's our house?"
about, I thought I might try my hand Reisa took the hint. "Yes, do come
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But it was not that simple. your views. Garth has sent word that
Sena was waiting for them inside he will not fly tomorrow-"
their cabin, sitting on the edge of a bed "We know," Maris broke in. "We
and looking impatient. She rose when just came from him."
they entered . "Where have the two of " G o od , " Shalli s a i d . "Then
you been?" perhaps you understand our problem.
"We went to see how Garth is," We must decide what to do with the
Maris answered. "What is it? Is wings."
anything wrong?" S'Rella looked stricken. "They're
"I don't know. We have been sum mine," she said. "Garth said so."
moned up to the lodge house by the The Landsman of Skulny was
judges." She gave S'Rella a mean drumming his fingers on the table and
ingful look with her good eye. "All frowning. ''The wings are not Garth's
three of us, and we're late." to give" he said loudly. "Here, child,
They left at once. On the way, I will ask you a question. If you are
Maris told Sena what Garth had said given the wings, will you promise to
about giving up the wings, but the old make a home here, and fly for
teacher did not seem pleased. "Well, Skulny?"
we shall see about that," she said. " I S'Rella did not flinch under his
wouldn't g o flying off with them yet.'' tense gaze, Maris noted with ap
The flyers were not partying proval. "No," she answered bluntly.
tonight. The main room of the lodge " I couldn't. I mean, Skulny is nice,
was sparsely populated, only a half I ' m sure, but-but this isn't myhome.
dozen Western flyers Maris knew I 'm going to return to Southern with
vaguely sitting and drinking, and the the wings, to Veleth, the little island
atmosphere was anything but festive. where I was born."
One of them stood up when Maris and The Landsman shook his head
the others entered. " I n the back violently. "No, no, no. You may
room," he said. return to this Southern rock if you
The five judges were squabbling wish, but ifyou do it will be without the
around a circular table, but they broke wings. " He looked at the other judges.
off in mid-argument when the door "See. I gave her a chance. Now, I in
opened. Shalli stood up. " Maris, sist." He sought their support.
Sena, S'Rella, do come in," she said. Sena thumped a fist on the table.
' ' And close the door.'' "What is this? What is going on?
They took seats around the table, S'Rella has a right to the wings, more
and Shalli folded her hands neatly in right than anyone else. She challenged
front of her as she resumed. "We Garth and he has failed the test. How
summoned you because we have a dis can you speak of not giving her the
pute, and it involves young S 'Rella wings? " She looked from judge to
here, and you have a right to state judge furiously.
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ing away her right to challenge. She is you have two other flyers on Skulny.
only down one stone. She has an ex Do you think them able enough?"
cellent chance." "Yes," he said suspiciously, quick
Then S'Rella spoke up. " I didn't ly. "What of it?"
earn the wings:· she said uncertainly. "Only this-1 propose that you
"I was ashamed of the way I flew to resume the match. Keep the score as it
day. But I could win them fairly, if I stands, with S'Rella down one stone.
had another chance. I know I could. But since Garth cannot fly, name a
Garth wants me to." proxy for him, another of your flyers
Shalli sighed. "S'Rella, my dear, it to bear wings in his place. If your
isn't that simple. We can't start the proxy wins, then Skulny retains the
whole competition over simply for wings and you can award them to whom
your sake alone. " you choose. If S'Rella wins, well, then
"She should get the wings, " the no one can dispute her right to go south
Outer Islander grumbled. "Here, I as a flyer. What do you say?"
cast tomorrow's pebble for her The Landsman thought it over for a
already. That makes it six to six. Will minute. "Well," he said, "I could ac
anyone join me?" He looked around. cept that. Jirel can fly n
i Garth's stead.
' ' There are no pebbles here to If this girl can outfly her, then she has
cast, " the Landsman snapped, "and earned her place, though it will not
you cannot have a contest with only make me happy."
one flyer. ' ' He crossed his arms and Shalli looked immensely relieved.
sat back, scowling. "An excellent suggestion," she said,
" I fear I must vote with the Lands smiling. ''I knew we could count on
man," the Southerner said, "lest I be Maris for good sense."
charged with unfairly favoring a "Are we all agreed, then?" the
neighbor. ' ' Easterner said quickly.
That left Shalli and the woman All of the judges nodded except the
from Eastern, both of whom looked Outer Islander, who shook his head
hesitant. "Isn't there some way we again and muttered, "The girl should
can be fair to all?" Shalli said. get the wings. The man fell into t.he
Maris looked at S'Rella and then ocean. " But he did not dissent too
touched her on her arm. "Are you loudly and finally conceded.
truly willing to fly again in contest, to Outside the lodge in the cool night
try to earn the wings?" air, a thin rain had begun to fall. But
"Yes," S'Rella said, "I want to win Sena stopped them anyway, looking
them right. I want to deserve them, no troubled. "S'Rella," she said, leaning
matter what Val says . " on her cane, "are you certain this is
Maris nodded and turned back to what you want? You might lose the
the judges. "Then I have a proposi wings this way. Jirel is said to be a
tion for you," she said. "Landsman, good flyer. And perhaps we could
have won the judges to our side, Wwe recognize� ]ts gruffness startled her.
had argued longer.'' "Raggin? I know no Raggin. What
"No," S'Rella said gravely. "No, I do you want?"
want it this way." "I'm from the Iron Axe," the voice
Sena looked her in the eye for a long said. "You know Vat? The one who's
time, and finally nodded. "Good," been staying with me?"
she said, satisfied. "Let's get you Maris felt her fears drain away, apd
home, then. Tomorrow there is flying she hurried to open the door. The man
to be done." standing in the starlight was gaunt and
stooped, with a hook nose and a dirty
On the third day of the competi beard, but he was suddenly familiar to
tion, Maris woke before dawn, con her; the barkeep from Val's tavern.
fused by the dark and the cold and "Is something wrong?"
aware that something was very wrong. " I was closing up, and your friend
There was a hammering inside her hadn't been in yet. Thought he'd just
head, and she shook it to try to still the found some pretty to sleep with, but
insistent noise before she realized it then I found him outside, lying in the
was real. Someone was pounding on back. Somebody hurt him bad."
the door. " Va/, " S'Rella said. She rushed to
"Maris," S'Rella said from the the door. "Where is he? Is he all right?
next bed. "Should I get it?" Maris Where is he?"
could not see her; it was well before "He's up in his room, " Raggin
dawn, and their candles weren't lit. said. " I dragged him up the stairs, and
"No," Maris whispered. "Quiet. " it wasn't easy. But I remembered he
She was afraid. The pounding went on knew people up here so I thought I
and on, without let-up, and Maris better come and ask around, and they
remembered the dead rainbirds that sent me here. You gonna come down?
�ad been left for them and wondered I don't know what to do for him."
who was on the other side of the door ''Right away,'' Maris said urgently.
at this hour, trying so angrily to get "S'Rella, get dressed. " She hurried to
them to open. She climbed out of bed collect her own clothes and slipped in
and padded across the room, and in to them, and shortly they were hurry
the dark she managed to locate the ing down the sea road. Maris had a
blade ·she had used to pry free the lantern in one hand. The road ran
birds. It was nothing, a little metal along the seaside cliffs for part of its
table knife, not a fighting blade at all, length, and a misstep in the dark could
but it gave her confidence. Only then prove to be fatal.
did she go to the door. "Who's The tavern was dark and shuttered,
there?" she demanded. "Who is it?" the front door braced from inside with
The pounding stopped. "Raggin," a heavy wooden beam. Raggin left
said a deep voice that she did not them standing in front of it and
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vanished around back to enter by sheet beneath it. The angle that it lay
·
what he called his "secret way." was impossible, and his jacket was
When he opened the door from the in ripped; bloody. She knelt by the right
side, he said, "Got to lock up good, side of the bed and touched his arm
lots of hard types around here. I got gingerly, and Val shrieked so loudly
customers you wouldn't believe." that S'Rellajumped away, terrified. It
They hardly listened. S'Rella ran up was only then that Maris saw the jag
the stairs to the room she had �ed edge of bone peeking through his
sometimes shared with Val, and Maris sk�n and clothing.
came close behind. S'Rella was Raggin was observing them from
lighting a candle by Val's bedside the doorway. "His arm's broke, don't
when Maris caught up to her. touch it," he said helpfully . "He
Flickering ruddy light filled the screams when you do. You shoulda
small room, and the shape huddled heard the noise he made when I car
beneath the blanket� moved with a ried him up here. I think his leg's
small animal whimper. S'Rella set broke too, but I ' m not sure."
down the candle and then she pulled ·
Val had quieted, but his breath
off the blankets . came in painful gasps. Maris was on
Val's eyes found her, and he seemed her feet. "Why didn't you call a
to recognize her-his left arm healer?' • she demanded of Raggin .
clutched at her hand desperately. But "Why didn't you give him something
when he tried to speak, the only for the pain?"
sounds he could make were choking, Raggin drew back, shocked, as if
pain-wracked sobs. those ideas had never occurred to him.
Maris felt sick. He had been beaten "I got you, didn't I? Who's gonna pay
savagely about the head and shoul a healer? He's not, that's for sure.
ders, and his face was an unrecog Don't have near enough. I went
nizable mass of swelliQ.g and bruises. through his things . "
An open scar along one cheek was still Maris balled her fists and tried to
bleeding, and he had dried blood all control her fury. "You're going to go
over his shirt and jaw. H;s mouth was and fetch a healer right now," she
bloody too, when he opened it and said. ''And I don't care if you have to
tried to speak. run ten miles, you 're going to do it
" Va/!" S'Rella cried, weeping. She fast. I f you don't, I swear I'll talk to
touched his brow and he shrank away the Landsman and have this place
from her hand, trying to speak. closed down."
Maris came closer. Val was holding "Flyers," the barkeep s p a t .
S'Rella tight with his left hand, clutch "Throwing your weight around, eh?
ing at her, pulling. But his right arm Well, I'll go, but who's gonna pay this
just lay still along his side, and there healer? That's what I want to know,
was something wrong, blood on the and he'll want to know too."
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"Who, then?" Her voice quivered . sun was half-risen, its reddened face
Maris shook her head. " I don't streaked with heavy dark clouds. It
know, S'Rella. Some sick person, ob was going to be a good, windy day. A
viously. Maybe a friend of Corm's, or fine day for flying.
a friend of Ari's. Maybe Arak or one
o f his friends. You know Val made a The competition was already well
lot of enemies." under way when Maris and S 'Rella ar
" H e wanted me to go with him," rived late. They had been delayed in
S'Rella said, guiltily, "but I went to the tavern when Raggin demanded im
see Garth instead. I f I had gone with mediate payment of Val's bill, and it
him like he wanted, this wouldn't have had taken a long argument to con
happened. " vince him that he would get everything
" I f you had gone with him," Maris due him. Maris made him promise to
said, "you'd probably be lying there tend to Vat's needs, and allow no one
broken and bleeding as well. S'Rella, else up those stairs.
love, remember those rainbirds they Sena was at her usual station by the
left for us. They wanted to tell us judges, watching the early contestants
something. You 're a one-wing too." fly the gates. Maris sent S'Rella off to
She glanced out towards the dawn. join the other woodwingers, and hur
"And so am I. Maybe it's time I ad ried up the cliff. Sena was relieved to
mitted it. I ' m half-a-flyer and that's see her. "Marisl" she exclaimed. " I
all I ' l l ever b e . " She smiled for was worried something was wrong. It
S'Rella. "But I guess what matters is will be time soon. Sher is next up. Is
what half." S'Rella ready?"
S 'Rella seemed puzzled, but Maris "S'Rella is ready to fly," Maris
said, "No more talk. You still have a said. She told Sena about Val.
few hours before the competition All the strength and vitality seemed
opens, and I want you to try to get to drain from the teacher as she lis
some sleep. You have to win your tened. Her good eye clouded over with
wings today, remember?'' tears and she leaned more heavily on
" I can't," S'Rella protested. "Not her cane, and suddenly she was very
now. I can't." old indeed. " I did not believe," she
"Especially n o w , " Maris said. muttered weakly. " I did not-even
"Whoever had this done to Vat would when that terrible thing with the birds,
·
be delighted to know that it lost you even then-1 could not think they
your wings as well as his. Is that what would do such a thing . " Her face was
you want?" the color of ash. "Help me, child. I
"No," S'Rella said. must sit down."
"Then sleep." Maris put an arm about her for sup
Later, when S'Rella slept, Maris port and led her to the judges' table,
looked up again at the window. The where Shalli looked up, concerned.
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mill of oontestants, impatient and in their attempts, one by one.
creasingly nervous. Sher dove straight from the cliff
The gates had been erected during through the first gate. coming in bare
the night, .nine flim&¥ wooden con ly under the rope, banked sharply
structions planted firmly in the sand, towards the second but continued to
in a course demanding a series of dif descend, fast, too fast. Panicking, the
ficult turns aad tacking maneuvers. young woodwinger leveled off quickly
The fir5t �ate, straight out from to avoid hitting tbe ground, and sud
flyers' cliff, consisted of two tall denly started to rise, passing over the
blackwood poles, each some forty feet second gate instead ofthrough it. The
high, set fifty .feet apart in the sand. A flyer that Sher challenged managed
rope had been tied from the top of one only two gates, but that was enough
pole to the top.of the other. To score, for the victory.
the flyer had to glide through that Leya, watching Sher, chose a dif
gate. Easy enough, but the next gate ferent strategy. She leapt from the
was only a few yards further down the cliff to circle widely above the beach,
beach, ·not straight ahead but off to dropping down gradually so that
one side, so the flyer had to angle she'd pass through the flrst gate level
-quickly before shooting past it. And instead of in a descent. She began her
the second gate was smaller, the poles turn well before she entered the gate
just a little bit shorter and set just a lit proper, so that she actually swung
tle bit doser together. So it went, the around one pole gracefully, already
course wandering out into the shal heading for the second gate. She sailed
lows and then veering sharply back smoothly through that as well, again
onto land, a twisting wing-snapping beginning her turn early, but this time
course, with each of .the nine gates it was a sharper ·turn, more demand
�maller than the one before, until the ing, upwind. Leya made it well
ninth and final gate, two poles barely enough, and the third gate with it, but
eight feet off the ground, set exactly had nothing left to wrench herself
twenty-one feet apart. A flyer's around afterwards. She flew peaceful
wingspan was twenty feet. No one had ly out to sea, missing the fourth gate
ever flown more than seven gates. by a wide margin. A few of the spec
Even that was no mean task; of all the tators applauded her anyway, and her
flyers to try the gates this morning, the flyer rival could only manage two
best score was six, and that had been gates before he landed roughly in the
flown by the phenomenal Lane. sand. So Leya had her first triumph,
Challengers traditionally flew first though it was not enough to win for
in this test; the flyer was given the her a pair of wings.
courtesy of knowing what score he Damen and Arak were announced
had to beat. Wings on her shoulders, by the crier. Both of them had trou
Maris watched the woodwingers make ble. Damen took the gates too fast,
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sand, her wings taut and full, and the cled, a leisurely approach instead of
spectators were shouting and cheering the wild rush Maris had employed,
wildly. and came gliding down smoothly on
In a heartbeat it was over. the same tack Leya and Kerr had used
Just as the sixth gate loomed ahead in their turns. Through the first gate,
of her, she hit a sink, a sudden cold turning, leveling, wheeling now in the
downdraft that had no right being opposite direction-Maris felt her
there. It pushed at her, clutched at breath stop for a minute-and
her, just for an in_stant, but that was through the second gate, and now a
long enough for her wings to brush the very sharp turn upwind, a clean knife
ground, and then her legs were trailing thrust of a turn as if the wind itself had
through the wet sand and she slid changed direction at her command,
along bumpily before finally jolting to and through the third gate, still in con
a halt in the shadow of the gate. trol, and another hard veer and she
A small blond girl ran up to her and was through the fourth gate-people
helped her to her feet, then began began to rise and cheer-and the fifth
folding up her wings. Maris stood was as easy for her as it had been for
breathless and exhilarated. Five, then, Maris, and now it was the sixth that
five it was. Not the best score of the she was moving in on, the sixth on
day, but a good score, and it was which Maris had failed, and her wings
enough. Corm trailed Val by such a were swaying a bit but then they stilled
margin that it would not be enough and she came in higher than Maris,
foF- him to beat her. He had to and the sink shook her and didn't
humiliate her, crush her, collect two ground her, and then she was through
pebbles from each of the judges. And the sixth gate too-shouts and cheers
that he could not do. everywhere-and the seventh de
He knew it too. Disheartened by her manded a split-second bank at just the
flight, he did not even come close. He right angle, and S'Rella did that as
failed on the fourth gate, a decisive well, and she came around towards
victory for her, for Val. She felt elated the eighth-
as she trudged across the beach, wings -and it was too narrow, the poles
folded on her back. set too close together, and S'Rella was
Criers' calls ran up and down the just a bit too far to one side. Her left
shore. S'Rella stood poised on the wing hit the pole with a snap, and the
precipice, the sun shining off the wing-struts shattered even as the pole
bright metal of her wings, and behind did, and S' Rella went sprawling on the
her Maris glimpsed wiry, black-haired ground.
Jirel of Skulny. And Maris was only one of dozens
S'Rella leaped, and Maris stood to running toward her.
watch, her heart flying with her, hop When she got there, S'Rella was sit
ing, hoping. S'Rella banked and cir- ting up, laughing and breathing hard,
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grumbled. did," he said with di fficulty. "Now I
"And a lot of one-wings," Maris suppose you want me to thank you."
added, smiling. "The world is chang Maris folded her arms and waited.
ing, Garth. Once we had only flyers "Your friends the flyers did this to
and land-bound . " me, you know," he said. " I f the
"Yes," Garth said, gulping down bones mend crooked, I'll never use
some more ale. ' 'Then you con fused those damn wings you got me. Even if
everything. Flying land-bounds and they heal properly, I'll never be as
grounded flyers. Where will it end?" good as I was."
" I don't know," Maris said. She " I know that,'! Maris said, "and
stood up. " I ' d stay longer, but I must f 'm sorry. But it wasn't my friends
go talk to Vat, and I'm long overdue who did this, V al. Not all flyers are my
on Amberly. With Shalli pregnant and friends. And they aren't all your
Corm wingless, the Landsman will no enemies . "
doubt work me to death. But I '11 find "You were at the party," Vat said.
time to visit, I promise." Maris nodded. "It won't be easy,
"Good." He grinned up at her. and most of the burden is on you. Re
"Fly well, now." ject them if you like, hate all of them.
When she left, he was shouting to Or find the ones worth knowing. It's
Riesa for another ale. up to you."
"I '11 tell you who I ' m going t o
Vat was propped up awkwardly in find," Vat said. " I ' m going t o find the
bed, his head raised just enough so ones who did this to me, and then I ' m
that he could eat, and he was spooning going t o find whoever sent them."
soup into his mouth with his left hand. "Yes," Maris said. "And then?"
S ' Rella sat by his side, holding the " S ' Rella found my knife,'' Vat said
bowl. They both looked up when simply. " I dropped it in the bushes
Maris entered, and Vat's hand trem last night. But I cut one of them, well
bled, spilling hot soup on his bare enough so I'll know her by the scar."
chesL He cursed and S' Rella helped "Where are you going, when you
him mop it up. heal?" Maris said.
"Vat," Maris said evenly, nodding. Vat seemed thrown off-stride by the
On the floor by the door she set the sudden change o f subject. "I had
wings she had carried, once belonging thought Seatooth. I've heard the
to Corm of Lesser Amberly. "Your stories, about how much the Lands
wings . " man there wants a flyer. But S'Rella
The swelling i n his face had subsid tells me that the Landsman of Skulny
ed enough so that Vat was beginning is anxious as well. I'll talk to them
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FIRST MARSMEN ON THEIR WAY months from now. It will remain in or
Lagrange Colony Madison, 20 bit while its crew descends to the sur
March 2078 (lP)-At 4 AM Greenwich face in the two landers now attached to
Mean Time, the sixteen men and the MTM's flanks. The landingsite
women of Mars Probe I boarded their already tentatively named Marsport
Mars Transit Module and embarked I-has not yet been selected, but once it
for the Red Planet. has it wll be the location of mankind's
Commander Nits Johnson's last first settlement on another world. This
words before the hatch closed were, base will be constructed of prefabri
"We'll see you all in four years." The cated modules to be shipped over the
ungainly bulk of t�e MTM was then next few months. These modules,
eased out of Madison's Assembly Hold along with supplies for the fifteen
and its fusion-powered ion engines month stay on Mars and for the return
were fired for the second time in trip, will be sent in a series of six high
history. This frring was no test. The acceleration cargo crafts, only one of
MTM was on its way, beginning which will orbit Mars. This one will
mankind's flrst real step into space. contain the supplies for the return trip.
The MTM will orbit Mars seventeen The other five will land at Marsport I,
beginning a week before the explorers MarsCon Directorate, 30 March 2078:
descend to occupy the site. Evans, MBE: It's all thumbs up.
The Mars Probe crew includes eight They're right on track, and all we have
women and eight men. There are only to do is wait.
two married couples aboard. Com Lopez, ArgenFac: Not all. We still
mander Johnson's wife Maj is the ex have to get the cargo modules off. Is
pedition's medical officer. Peter and everything thumbs up on that?
Sarah Wilcox are . . . . Evans, MBE: Samuels?
Samuels, BritMin: All six are loaded
UN CONGRATULATES and ready. Lined up like planes on a
INDUSTRY ON MARS PROBE I runway, just waiting for someone to
New York, 22 March 2078 (API) punch the button.
Secretary Pyotr Kvelechev, speaking Evans, MBE: And we'll punch the
for all members of the United Nations, first one in three weeks. Nothing can
offered the world's congratulations to stop us now.
the unique consortium of industries
that this week launched the first .OSHA HANDBOOK REVISED
manned expedition to another world. Washington, D.C., 2 April 2078
The leading members of the twenty (API)-The U .S. Government Print
member consortium are Western Elec ing Office has just released the long
tric (well known for its null-G semicon awaited new edition of the Occupa
ductor factories and power satellites), tional Safety and Health Administra
General Crystals (solid-state electro tion's handbook of industrial safety
nics), and MoonBased Extractions regulations. Titled "Federal Legal Re
(raw materials for satellite factories). quirements for the Safety and Health
Speaking before the General Assem of Personnel, Third Edition," it
bly, Secretary Kvelechev said, "In an consolidates all previous regulations
age of caution, when no nation on for U.S. employers on the ground and
Earth is wiUing to invest in glory, when in space. OSHA Assistant Director
basic research is withering for lack of Richard Milhaus McReady said, "The
support, when conservation of invest consolidation is designed to facilitate
ments and lives is the watchword, it is interpretation of the rules and to
refreshing to see the race reach out for eliminate the double standard that has
new frontiers. The Mars Consortium for so long prevailed between space
has the good wishes of every govern and ground."
ment and every citizen of Planet Earth. As an example of consolidation, Mr.
Its explorers carry the hearts and hopes McReady pointed to Rule 5 lc(a)(2) and
of a world, and people everywhere are said, "For years we have had separate
eagerly anticipating their discoveries. " requirements that tools and other
equipment always be tethered to satel
Excerpt o f Minutes, Meeting of lites and to the frames of Earth-side
Tetherba/1 103
back when we were building our ter find an answer soon. If those
Factor I . They knew they didn't modules don't get off. on time, the ex
understand what we were doing. pedition won't make it.
Levesque, GC: But now! Space is so Samuels, BritMin: Too true. But
ordinary, so much a part of the world, who's in charge of the actual opera
they think they know it all. Sunshades tions? After all, we just make policy,
on our scooters! To protect our men don't we?
from the sun! Levesque, GC: Right. He's your
Ketchum, WE: And coolie hats on man, isn't he, Evans?
our satellite repairmen. Straw ones, Evans, MBE: Jason Cartwright.
yet, because down here it makes sense. He's the project engineer, yes. But he's
Levesque, GC: Don't they know not a negotiator, even it if was his job
what a spacesuit is for? to talk OSHA around. He's likely to
Evans, MBE: Enough, gentlemen. just cut the tether and launch. And
We should save our private complaints then the rest of the modules will never
for other meetings, no matter how go. OSHA will have them under lock
costly they are. Here, we have just one and key.
joint problem .
Lopez, ArgenFac: Goddamn tethers! MARSCON IMPOTENT
Evans, MBE: We cannot persuade MCREADY ADAMANT
OSHA to change their mind. They are Washington, D . C . , 7 April 2078
adamant that all unmanned, nonsatel (API)-The consortium behind Mars
lite constructions are equipment. Probe I reports that it has been unable
They have g i v e n us two a l t e r to persuade OSHA to suspend the re
natives-tether the cargo modules, all quirements for tethers or crews on the
the way to Mars, or man them. Mars Probe cargo shipments. General
Ketchum, WE: And we can do Crystals' Alain Levesque said earlier
neither. The one is ridiculous, and the today that i f the cargo cannot be
other is impossible. No one could sur launched, the Mars Probe crew will die
vive the acceleration! shortly after reaching Mars. "They
Lopez, ArgenFac: Besides which, have supplies only for the trip there,"
the life support would mean too few he said. "They are counting on us to
supplies could make the trip. have their next meal waiting for them
Ketchum, WE: We could always ask when they arrive. Their reserves are
for volunteers to ride the things in very slim."
spacesuits. OSHA Assistant Director R . M .
Evans, MBE: No. That is out of the McReady, when told o f this statement,
question. Not only would it mean mur remarked, "That cuts no ice with me.
der on our part, but it would also Rules are rules. They cannot be ignored
reduce payload . or suspended at a whim. Perhaps
Lopez, ArgenFac: Then you'd bet- MarsCon would have been wiser IO
Tetherba/1 105
companies based in one location will plosion theory seems more likely. and
improve coordination on future pro that may mean a renewal of terrorist
jects such as the Mars Probe." No activity. More than that we cannot
,.
specific futu.r e projects were say. The full extent of the damage is
mentioned . . . . not yet known, but it iricludes two
miles of riverbank landscaping and will
DEATH TOLL TOPS 3000 probably exceed one billion dollars.
Washington. D.C .• 20 April 2078
(API)-At least 2000 tourists are now MEMO: J. Cartwright. Project En
known to have died here yesterday. gineer, to J . Evans, Vice-President,
drowned in the sudden rising of the MBE, 21 April 2078:
Potomac River's waters. Most of them Well, Joe, we did it. And we made it
were here to view the annual display of back here to Madison in time for Mon
Washington's cherry blossoms. day's successful launch. There should
Over 1 000 local residents also died as be no problem with the rest of the
the flood swept through streets. launches. either. now that OSHA is out
homes, shops, and restaurants. Many of our hair.
were lost as three floating restaurants I must say. the scheme did a lot more
moored to the river bank sank. damage than I expected, but I'm not
According to one survivor. ..It all coming forward to admit anything and
happened in a flash. One minute I was I've told Ben Jaekel, my recreation
cruising along, watching the tourists, director. who came up with the idea, to
the next something fell out of the sky keep it the hell off his vita.
and the spray-started flying. A god The cargo module arrived as order
awful great splash, and the tourists just ed. right in front of the OSHA HQ
flew. So did I, but my seat harness kept building's main entrance on Sunday
me from being banged up too much. I afternoon, fully fueled and with a mile
came to on top of a city bus three of six-inch cable. We wired up the
blocks away . . . . " terminal destruct charge, wrapped one
Experts are now analyzing reports to end of the cable around the pillars on
determine what it was that "fell out of OSHA's portico, and hitched the other
the sky," although they are not confi end to the module. Then we took the
dent that all the reports are to be copter up a couple of hundred feet and
trusted. Some witnesses claimed to launched. I let Jaekel push the button,
have heard an explosion under the river and as he mashed his finger down. I
before the wave appeared. Presidential heard him mutter, "Tethers! I'll show
Science Advisor Rodney Malcom says them tethers!"
"We are already sure it was not a Anyway, by the time the module
meteorite, or the damage would have reached the end of the cable it was do
been much greater, and no planes or ing a good 900 klicks. Between that and
satellites are missing. Frankly. the ex- its mass, it brought the building down
.here, you'd better have some informa do as well. Also, some greenish flicker
tion. 1 can't tell you what's around, ings were seen here and there. But
because nobody truly knows; there is nothing like tracks.
just a prickly suspicion which "Of course we've set camera traps,
asks-'What other answer i s there?' some-no doubt foolishly-with
I can only give you what we've got so flash-attachments, others with infra
far. So sit tight and listen . " red, and even with full-spectrum sen
Landell told it all calmly: sitive film. Similarly, we've located in
"Discount some small preliminary struments in various places-heat
disturbances picked up by the Station's detectors and sensitive bio-emanation
radio telescope; they weren't dis sensors.
covered on the recordings till later. But "So one o f our cameras disap
nine days back-that once at leas.t peared. Another was a fused wreck.
something somehow got over our high There have been no pictures. The heat
fence. For a moment, there was a mov sensors show nothing-a defensive
ing shadow-blurred in outline, ob masking might be involved here
viously by some designed interfer unless temperatures that could be
ence-on the CR-tube of our low useful are no higher than ambient? On
elevation-scan, security radar. Then, the other hand, the bio-emanation in
last Monday night -five days struments-fine enough to detect the
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held communicator: and development, of two different,
" . . . H ar t m a n and Crassen and sentient, results! What could be
you ' v e seen from over there? . . . more awesome and terrifying-yet
Nothing changes yet . . . . We'll stay magnificent? I felt this less with m y
fanned out . . . . Keep moving up, slow mind-jolted from best clarity by sud
. . . . Dammit -no nervous stuff with denness, when I was a shade off
any weapons ! No abrupt gestures, guard-than with my nerves, muscles
either! . . . Avoid close contact-at and bones-as if such simple tissues
least n o w ! . . . Television person grasped the importance even more
nel-hear this! -keep well back ! . . . " fundamentally. And was the reaction
So the day had a pattern, though no parallel, on the Other Side?
hint o f how it would end. All the That .. head" was in plain view, and
green-clad persons in my vicinity were in excellent, though shaded, daylight.
tense and methodical. By noon we There may be a minor blurring o f my
ringed the mountain in a tightened visual memory from then, since I was
net , more than halfway up its sides. By under stress. But, beyond the veil of
one o'clock, we were only a couple o f clear, crinkly stuff, I saw a pair of
hundred meters farther, but we had tawny, fleshy flaps, slotted l i k e
gingerly inspected every rock and combs, and moving back and forth as
shrub, while 'copters kept watch. in respiration. There was a system o f
I can scarcely say that I got bored, tubes, apparently artificial, perhaps
yet alertness may have lost its fine for breathing in our atmosphere. On
edge. Suddenly, while I peered into a other surfaces of that huddled mass
thicket of scrub conifers, It and I were no d o u b t s o m e w h a t larger t h a n
face to face, so to speak, with only five mysel f-grey husks made a pattern,
meters of distance, and an immeasur like scale-armor. The eyes-which
able extent of difference and doubt, gave me an unmistakable impression
between us. // was huddled down in a of intent observation and cold know
manner peculiar to itself, and seemed ingness-had pearly l i d s , s em i
to have wormed Its way backward transparent, that blinked over mid
among the prickly, concealing growths, night black. And a pinkish, dexterous
until a rock ledge had stopped It. cluster curled around a rod with a cop
Do I seem to brag now, when I say pery knob, holding it poised.
.
that t h i s was a t r u l y matchless, T h u s a M ystery, b e y o n d what
historical time-fragment? A supreme telescopes-visual or radio-or out
Once, in billions of years o f terrestrial ward ranging instrumented vehicles
history, a n d perhaps o f another had ever revealed, had been brought
world-or worlds-as well? The first close for us to behold. Call this occa
definitely recognized meeting, across sion A First Glimpse, of a configura
an immense time-and-space gap, and tion to which my Ronnie would apply
still glowing with heat; the radioactive When, minutes later , I saw that
level was only slightly elevated. Fifty Landell had wandered a little apart
paces away, we found a pocket, three from higher authority, I ambled over
meters deep, covered with pine-scrub. to him.
It was glassy inside, as if intense heat , "Yuh-Crobert, " he said with a
too, had been used to dig it. The Lair. tired grin. "I have to wait around for
Warily, and with test instruments materials. I suppose they'll bring a
thrust ahead, a little crowd of us steel and plastic cover of some kind.
peered inside, with flashlights. But an You're lucky-you can leave when
official wearing a business suit had ap ever you want to.''
peared, and we weren't allowed to "No sense to that right now," I
creep inside. answered . "Roads'll be jammed for
Anyhow , there wasn't much to see: sure. But I want to go down to the
some small, empty cylinders made of trucks. Maybe, from somebody there,
thin metal. The opened end of one was I can wrangle a radio link with the
turned toward us, and at its bottom telephone lines-get in touch with my
were dregs which looked-almost family.''
leafy? Food? Most of the discarded Landell looked at me testily with
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the missing protons and electrons?" I keep adding lead .''
asked, intrigued. "You're a middle man," I said
"Some of it is collected and stored aloud, working it out, fitting the pieces
so we can use it for the next all together. "You get the gold, shape
transmutation. Some o f i t actually it into ladybugs and turtles and rings,
powers the process itself while it's and you sell it through your chain of
underway. Most of it, though-we're stores. That converts the gold to cash
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What it has a shortage of is editors, So when I 'm packing for my annual
publishers and convention commit ramble, I do not waste precious suit
tees to pick up the check.) I can read case space on anything but Old
newspapers that actually contain Friends and Sure Things.
world news, walk the streets without Wherefore those dedicated, long
being recognized (recognized by the time, hardcore fans who've read
Vice Squad, I mean), take a cab everything and don't believe in
downtown to see Chick Corea, and rereading can probably skim this col
regale new audiences with anecdotes umn lightly. Only four books on this
that everyone back home has already month's list are totally new, original,
heard a dozen times. never -before -avai lab le -anywhere
On the other hand, there are disad stuff. A good third of them are
vantages. It always seems to be crazy classics, and although nearly half of
out when I get there. All the roads are them were new to me, in only one or
full of cars, and all the cars are full of two cases was I taking a gamble .
angry people. My friend in Toronto Come to think of it, even you old
tells me there is no news on his sister, timers may be interested. I certainly
who vanished off the streets on the have no objection to replacing a tat
way home from a party many months tered old paperback for a new edition.
ago . The security guard at the A&W The cover-paintings are usually
Root Beer joint in Queens carries a equiawful (a technical term I just
.357 Magnum, and loQks as if he is coined); and I can lend out the old
aching to use it. (He is not. That's just copy without worrying about its
the way he has to come on to get return.
respect in that neighborhood.) You And those of you who do not
have to remember to lock all the win recognize most of what follows (the
dows when you go out, and put the majority, I think)can rest assured that
tape deck under the front seat when you've been M •1 •s •s • I •N •G
you get out to put air in the tires . You s•o•M•E•T•H•I•N•G.
grow nerves right through your pants I always try to pack sparingly . I
into your wallet . You dare not get know that I '11 be acquiring books on
sick. There are no goddamned park the road, some of them even fit to
ing spaces. (And, in the States, not read. And I don't like hernias, so I
enough gas to keep circling the block.) pack only paperbacks. Except this
And so whenever I travel I get a lit time I included three hardcovers.
tle crazy. And whenever I get a little All Gregg Press editions. I love 'em.
crazy, my reading-need, the intensity I love to show them to people and
of my print-addiction, rises sharply. I rhapsodize about them. I love to hold
gotta have a ftx . More important, it them in my hands and smell them.
must be a good fix, stuff that hasn't They are not just hardcovers; they are
been home-<:ooked or stepped on, for hard-bound. You know, sewn with
sure. After a day of coping with the thread and that, the way they used to
pressures of nomadic existence in bind all books in prehistoric times.
North America, I do not want to get They're printed on acid-free paper,
frustrated in my leisure hours. which won't yellow or rot without a
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struggle. If I can just remember not to I must rate The Cosmic Rape as
set my bookshelves on fire, these Theodore Sturgeon's second-best SF
books should all outlive me by a fair novel. (More Than Human being the
piece. All Gregg Press fiction titles are unquestioned best. So far.) Venus
reprints, of books which the test of Plus X is perhaps better known, and
time has proven to be either terrific or certainly more highly critically regarded
"important" or both. There are no (in some circles, as we shall see), and I
dust jackets; these ladies don't have to have never quite understood this.
paint their faces to draw the yokels. Cosmic Rape is one of those books so
(Hmmm . . . that might be construed ambitious, so successfully ambitious,
as sexist. Let.'s invert it: "These that it is very hard to discuss it without
gentlemen don't have to get tatooed to giving away too many surprises to
impress the broads." No, let's leave it those unfamiliar with it. I guess I can
like it was.) safely tell you that it is about an enor
And they're startlingly inexpensive mous star-hopping alien entity that
books. The pricing varies, apparently sets out to make all mankind mutually
pegged to rarity. For instance, Stur telepathic-so we may be more easily
geon's Cosmic Rape and Venus Plus ' 'digested. '' If by some chance you do
X are both available in paperback not own a copy, and you have $8.50 to
(Pocket Books and De l l , spare (or $ 1 . 50 for the paperback),
respectively): the Gregg editions cost you are one lucky child.
$8.50. (For another 45(t you can buy I first read it perhaps fifteen years
the average contemporary hardcover, ago, and upon this rereading I was
printed on Scott towels glued into startled to discover how much of it I
cardboard with a garish wrapping that had memorized. An example at ran
grossly misrepresents the contents . ) dom-a description of a roadside din
Randall Garrett ' s Too Many Magi ner for five, whose box was accident
cians, which was previously published ally stored on end:
in book form but is out of print, will "It took a moment for his eyes to
set you back $12.50; whereas The orient, as sometimes happens
Science Fiction Stories of Wafter M. with an unexpected close-up on a
Miller, Jr., available nowhere else in TV screen : what is that? and then
book form, will cost you $ 1 5 . he found himself looking down
Those first three are the titles I took on what looked like the relief
with me on the road, and I enjoyed map of some justifiably forgot
them all. If, hypothetically, I had been ten, unwanted archipelago. In a
forced to sell two of them to buy a sea of cold curdled milk and
gallon of gas, I'd have dithered awhile tomato juice was a string of ham
and then kept The Cosmic Rape. (For burger islands on whose sodden
tunately no such drastic course was beaches could be seen the occa
necessary; I simply took out two mort sional upthrust prow of a wrecked
gages on my firstborn and robbed a and sunken dill pickle. Just under
medium-sized bank.) the surface blueberries bobbed,
(Economy's so bad the place was staring up at him like tiny
called The Last National Bank.) cataracted eyeballs. Over to the
drastically for Galaxy-on the sex difference, and deals with the reac
evidence of the texts themselves and of tions of a normal human to that
their publication dates (a book often utopia . There are interpolated
takes up to two years from point-of segments set in 1960 American subur
sale to publication; magazine novelet bia, and it is there that some of the
tes average much less). dialogue, especially slang, is a bit
Venus Plus X is a full-sized novel dated. I don't mind that; it's set in
(circa 70,000 words), and as I said 1960 America, it's supposed to sound
earlier, far better known. Again I am dated. What I do mind is that some of
loathe to describe the plot. for like it is just a bit too damned cute. I wish,
Rape it is one of those books almost for instance, that Ted 's characters
impossible to discuss without spoiling didn't say things like "verse vicey"
too many surprises. Perhaps I can suf for "vice versa." However, there are
ficiently whet your interest (or at least people who do say verse vicey, and I
not dhry it up too much). by quoting don't see that we can reasonably ex-
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always tends to get put down by more Analog readers like this Mr. Et
flipness like that, even if Thurber or tinger. Surely they ought to be
Benchley or Shakespeare writes it (the straightened out? And here l am, with
effort with Shakespeare's comedies is a typewriter . . .
always to find out why they are not And then there are the people who
just comedies: they have to be pick up Analog for the very first time
something else, and something un with the June 1979 issue-possibly led
funny like a world-encompassing to do so by the appearance of R.C. W.
symbolic structure, before they can be Ettinger on the cover, since the Et
truly admitted into the canon). And tinger name does promise a discussion
I've written stories and books I will of cryonics . . .
make other, and wider, claims for. I Some of these people are going to
do know the difference. Poul Ander go out to a bookstore and look for
son has written "light entertainment" some SF. And they are either going to
in Ettinger 's sense, because he has pass up Anderson because he's just
written a startlingly wide range of "light entertainment," and go for one .
stuff when you stop and look, from of the jobs on the Ettinger More-<>r
The High Crusade to TheEnemy Stars Less Approved List (in which case
and back again by ten or twelve dif they'll miss out on a great deal of won
ferent roads. And he has written (and drous work), or pick up a job like The
mostly) stories and novels for which I Earth Book of Stormgate under the
would claim other, and wider descrip impression that it is just "light enter
tions. tainment " (in which case they are in
Mr. Ettinger ought to know that. for one hell of a nasty shock as the
He ought surely to know that Brain stuff starts to get under the skin and
Wave exists, and that Anderson's vi go to work). Either alternative is
sion of the future is full of hope and undesirable. Perhaps this will go a lit
change and growth. Why doesn't he? tle way toward correcting this fan
Rupture ! as Delany cries, and he's tastic blunder, and providing such
right. This sort of thing, from a writer readers with an honest alternative or
who has been around a while now, is two. Or six, I suppose.
just a little like Delany's wonderful What I am , Stan, I am damned
editor who didn't know what the mad. This is work I respect, and it is
Hugos were . No: more than a litt being kicked to hell and gone by an
The hell of a damn big lot. author who has all the credentials you
There is no need for me to rush to can wave for knowing better .
the defense of Pout Anderson. I It is difficult to avoid labeling a man
scarcely know the man even by cor who makes patently idiotic statements
respondence, and we met once, for as anything other than an idiot. It is
about fifteen seconds, maybe fifteen surely unfair to Mr. Ettinger to label
years ago. And he needs no defense, him an idiot, and 1 am trying my very
surely not in the eyes of Analog hardest not to do that. But my God !
readers, who have a great deal of Stan, he is not making it any easier for
Anderson to remember . me out here.
On the other hand, maybe there are Mr. Ettinger is not an idiot. I think
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