Tangle in the Dark - Kassidor

out in a Trenst crowd and would even out the gravity some.He was sentenced, blah, blah, blah as you well know, stuck atfive ten where he towered above the crowd. People in Trenstlook especially young so he felt a little like he was at a juniorhigh event.Her front door now fronted on two massive tree-trunkswith a door between them, across a plank-walk street. Therewere floors with railings above, from which pretty youngpeople waved to them. This was a busy street on the back sideof Pamule Island in The Ring. He could design out this placein his universe user interface, but without Ava’s help he couldnot get his personification here in less than a year. Earth year,in his universe the year was stuck at the sixty four andsomething days of the study planet back at 61 Cygni. Part ofhis sentence was, he didn’t have access rights to change it.“This culture’s finest division of time is before lunch,after lunch and evening,” Alan said as they crossed the streetand entered between those trunks. Actually that was true onlyof the masses, the professionals wore bionic digital watcheson their fingers.The door entered the front end of the dining room. Thestage was on the balcony at the far end, the performers werebackground music for most of the length of the dining room.Beyond them and down some steps was a little wooden dockon lon-choked water with their gear-raft tied up. Because itwas his universe, he was the owner’s boyhood friend andeveryone on the serving staff knew him personally from 'the30