Chapter 6The sensation of time running out was a physical sensation for Thoth. It was as if the sands of time were in his fist, and he could see each precious grain slip away. He ran to Algernon’s room and shook his friend awake.
“We’re out of time. Dress. Now. We must leave. I’ll wake the others.” It was testimony to the trust, respect, and affection Algernon had for Thoth that the other man rolled out of bed without argument and began to dress.
Thoth raced from the room and slid sideways down the banister. Landing lightly on his feet, he dashed to the dinner gong and rang it repeatedly. As people began to appear at the top of the stairs, he stopped and turned to face them.
“Dress and get to the ship. Villagers will be here soon and if they get past our defences, they’ll overrun us, an
