Chapter sevenExisting through the experiences of sitting down to a formal dinner with all the trimmings when I was down in the earth surrounded by monsters and magics, and having to put up with a clumsy assassination attempt, impinged on me with a high degree of Unreality. How could I take all that nonsense seriously? It was all Unreal.
Going up to see the Star Lords — I felt as though a fluid weight had sunk through my body — that was Real. I was back in Reality once again.
The cold blueness swirled all about me and the warm firm feel of Mevancy’s body was gone. We had been torn apart. Head over heels I went up in the blue mist.
“And mind you don’t drop me again!” I bellowed up. “You nurdling great apology for a Scorpion!”
In the next instant I expected to go tumbling across the deck
