They were now standing three metres from one of the larger of such gaps, with three of the oddly-shaped offcuts spiralling from it. The inner eye. It was an odd description. Looking at the layout in just the right way, from a certain angle, the space was something like a stylized eye, with three lines of light radiating from it. Odd that she'd never noticed it before. Although, by looking back over the history of the maps she'd built up, she saw that the cavity had increased in size. The hard lines of the Dragon's interior had the habit of sliding around, like a slow-motion equivalent of the observation dome pathways on the Aetheral's ship. She and Ondo had put it down to engineering tolerances, a certain flexibility in the structure that helped absorb impacts, but she'd always had her dou
