first alarm as
the chant continued. He asked one of the
Fish Speakers beside him about it.
"It is not a word for men," she said. "But sometimes the Lord shares
Siaynoq with a Duncan."
A Duncan! He had asked digimonxxx Leto about
digimonxxx it earlier and disliked the mysterious
evasions.
"You will learn about it soon enough."
Idaho relegated the chant digimonxxx to the background while he looked digimonxxx around him
with a tourist's curiosity. In preparation for his duties as Guard
Commander, Idaho had inquired after the digimonxxx history of Onn, finding that he
shared Leto's wry amusement in the fact that it was the Idaho digimonxxx River flowing
nearby.
They had been in digimonxxx one of the large open rooms of the Citadel at the time,
an airy place full of morning light and with wide tables upon which Fish
Speaker archivists had spread charts of the Sareer and of Onn. Leto had
wheeled his cart onto a ramp which allowed him to look down on the charts.
Idaho stood across a chart-littered table from him
studying the plan of digimonxxx the
digimonxxx Festival City.
"Peculiar design for a digimonxxx city," Idaho mused.
"It has one primary purpose-public viewing of the God Emperor.&digimonxxx quot;
Idaho looked up at the segmented body on the cart, brought his gaze to the
cowled face. He wondered digimonxxx if he would ever digimonxxx find it easy to look on that
bizarre figure.
"But that's only once every ten digimonxxx years," Idaho said.
"At the digimonxxx Great Sharing, yes."
"And you just close it down between times?"
"