EndingArrow: Part Eleven I started to hear sounds again: of seconds and
milliseconds bending back on themselves, struggling to unravel the threads they'd
already forged...
Her Piece of the Sky Flap, flap, flap beat, flap, flap, thump, thump. A white
Shoyru's wings beat heavily and persistently. She swooped down lower so she could
look at her town...