Chapter 8
After ignoring Calvin’s comm messages throughout the long night cycle, his Uncle Tana jerked him out of a sound sleep by beating on his front door first thing in the morning. The deep green lafar wood used in just about everything on Ajar 12 had wonderful insulating properties when it came to heat, cold, or damp, rainy air.
Unfortunately when curved and fitted into the rounded dwelling huts as a door, lafar wood created a great, echoing boom when pounded on.
Calvin staggered through a curtain of tiny orange sellum shells over his bed chamber, trying to yank a robe over enough of himself to answer. Only a faint trace of light showed through the rounded windows on the front wall. Hours earlier than he was usually awake.
The pale blue stone of the floor, carved into the rocky mo
