The Ships of Earth: Homecoming: volume 3
“said Volemak, but he knew as he said it that they would not understand what his words meant to him. Not the hot desert that they knew so well by now, dreary as that wilderness was. Where he walked in his dream was dank, chill and dirty, with little light, barely enough to see each step he took. There might have been trees not far off, or he might have been underground for all he knew. He walked on and on, with no hope and yet unable to stop hoping that by moving, he would eventually escape this... desolate place.
“And then I saw a man, dressed in a white gown.” Like a priest of Seggidugu, only those are ordinary men, sweating as they perform their rites. This man seemed so at ease with himself that I thought at once that he must be dead. I was in a place where dead men waited, and I thought perhaps that I was dead. “He up came to me, and stood there in front of me, and then he spoke to me. Told me to follow him.”
Volemak could tell that the others were getting bored—or at least the most childish of them.MoreLess
“And then I saw a man, dressed in a white gown.” Like a priest of Seggidugu, only those are ordinary men, sweating as they perform their rites. This man seemed so at ease with himself that I thought at once that he must be dead. I was in a place where dead men waited, and I thought perhaps that I was dead. “He up came to me, and stood there in front of me, and then he spoke to me. Told me to follow him.”
Volemak could tell that the others were getting bored—or at least the most childish of them.MoreLess
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