Chapter twelveSomebody laughed. The laugh was crude, mocking, and probably that of a Brokelsh.
My nose felt as though it had spread across from ear to ear. The impact brought tears to my eyes. I shook my head impatiently.
“Anybody’d think you wouldn’t know how to skin a banana.” The hectoring voice continued. “Brassud! Snap up and get yourself together. By Jakar! Walking slap bang into the wall! What a fambly!”
The crude laugh spluttered again and its owner spat out: “Probably on the bottle all day, Deldar.”
“Aye. Now get about your duty! Bratch!”
“Quidang!” I got out like a marble block splitting.
Through rainbow distortions I began to see again. There was no damn wall there at the edge of the platform, only the vista over the track and forest. The Deldar was a typical Deldar, and t
