Chapter tenFlying at a middling height we skittered along the coast of Chem.
The twin suns continued to pour down their mingled rays of ruby and jade from a cloudless sky. When the clouds formed in this part of Kregen they did so with regularity and severity. The sky would turn black. The rain would s***h down in waterfalls that would engulf Niagara as Niagara would engulf a local trout stream. The trees to larboard formed a single floor of deep green. Occasional breaks occurred among that uniform bed of foliage. The coast formed either a series of curves where sandy beaches might afford good bathing, or stretched in a straight north south line where the waves broke remorselessly.
Those trees, Rollo informed me, were probably the famous brellam trees. He’d studied natural history as one
