Eye of the Ocean Book 3 Ji'jin Station

Eye of the Ocean – Book 3: Ji’Jin Station
mind will provide the form of what happens. If he's conscious at all, he might be
able to control even more. At the very least, he'll provide the focus and a route to
Cassa that we might be able to use. And from there...”
“And you?”
Garm touched the wall of the Center. Blood warm, even the trails of moisture
on the surface felt as thick as blood. He was simply an old man again, tired and
with, as he had said, nothing to lose. “How could I do anything except what I'm
supposed to? Alicia, you know what she's told me, you've seen the spins. Ulanda
and Poss a'ltic are two parts of the same thing - a bridge. Rit might have access
to Cassa but his understanding is limited. All this was meant to happen, it had to
happen.”
Her jaw clenched. “All? Rit's death?”
How many had already died and Cassa hadn't cared? “To Cassa, he can't die,
not really, not anymore than Ulanda can.” Anymore than he could. “To her,
everything is all at once, not strung out...”
“That's not good enough.”
“Alicia, it doesn't matter what you think about it. She touches us, just brief
touches from the part of her that was human. What she was gives shape to what
happens, the same way that Rit gives shape to her, but beyond that, beyond the
human...” Beyond the living. Chaos. He swallowed, suddenly terrified, but at the
same time reassured that he still could be. “We're giving a different shape to the
death of Empire, that's all. We help to create what we get - in all the versions of
reality. None of this would have mattered to her without those things, these
things, as a focus.”
She stepped a little further along the wall. Her movements were jerky, as
though she might break. “I've prayed to her.” The words were as brittle. Almost
in slow motion, the side of her fist hit the nearest tile. She barely touched the
surface. She turned staring eyes to him. “What else should I do to make it matter
to her? What good does any of this do?”
A step towards her and he stopped. She'd drawn back. “This is our lives,” he
said gently. “We live it a moment at a time, all of us do. I don't really know
what's going to happen any more than you do. Even Rit only gets glimpses of
possible futures.”
“I know what you are to her, you must know.” He shook his head at her words
but she wouldn't stop. “I asked what I should do to make it matter to her.”
“I don't know anything, I just am.” He was almost to her but he couldn't
remember getting there. “I'm burning you up, you're standing too close to the
fire.”
“Stop it,” Eunni said as she stepped between him and Alicia. She carried the
scent of lavender with her. “Garm...” A threat was carried in her tone. He backed
up.
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