But she stopped halfway to the building, her breathing loud in her ears, to take it all in. She was standing on another planet, something she'd once thought impossible. The Refuge had been one thing, but this was a new world, and people of some sort – presumably – had once lived and died here. The roiling blue star above her head would have been a faint dot in the night sky of Maes Far, if it had been visible at all, but now it was strikingly, physically real. She wondered what it had been like for her father, leaving Sintorus and setting foot on Maes Far for the first time.
She stopped again at the triangular entrance in the base of the pyramid. No defensive systems had woken up to blast her from this universe into the next. She still got nothing unusual from the interior: across all ele
