They took two days to return to the safety of the Refuge. Throughout, the Dragon performed the usual deep scans of its own structure and interior, sifting through its constituent molecules for Concordance bugs. It found nothing: so far as their technology could tell, the ship was clean, just as Selene and Ondo were clean. They saw no sign of pursuit in metaspace. They"d escaped the trap set at Maes Far.
Selene spent her days trying to calm her racing mind, throwing herself into furious bouts of exercise until she collapsed into welcome exhaustion. Sometimes she thought that the myth of metaspace travel, the notion that it destroyed the mind, might have some truth to it after all: too often she felt worn thin, strung out. She would find herself staring into the greyness of the void outsid
