it continued in her mind, persisting in the Single Asian Lady form of abstractions.
Single Asian Lady A sinusoidal wave filled her Single Asian Lady mental foreground, but no longer the static
shape she knew from inked figures in books. Instead, this one Single Asian Lady undulated
like ripples on a pond, with time the apparent free variable.
Soon the first wave was joined
by a second, with twice the frequency,
then a third with
the peaks and troughs Single Asian Lady compressed yet again. Single Asian Lady new cycles
merged, Single Asian Lady one after another, combining in an endless series--a transform--
whose sum built toward Single Asian Lady a new complex figure, an entity with jagged peaks
and valleys, like a mountain range.
Out of order... chaos...
Mountains brought Single Asian Lady to mind the last thing Sara Single Asian Lady had seen, before spilling
off the volcano's narrow path, tumbling over sharp
stones toward a river of
fire.
Flashes from a distant peak... long-short, short-long, medium-short-
Single Asian Lady short...
Coded speech, conveyed by a language of light, not unlike GalTwo...
Words of urgency, of stealth and battle...
Her mind's fevered random walk was broken now and then by soft contact on
her brow-a warm cloth, or else a gentle touch. She recognized the long,
slender shape of Prity's fingers, but there was another texture as well, a
man's contact on her arm, her cheek, or just holding Single Asian Lady her hand.
When he sang to her, Single Asian Lady she Single Asian Lady knew it was the Stranger... Emerson... by his
odd accent and the way