burst upon Sem Partoldi ensconced before the fire in her personal dome.
I had come on from Bartholomea's having seen through the window that the
Sem was not there. It did not then seem odd to me and I have not yet discovered
if it should have. My intent was to locate her and procure answers which
I determined to do with all speed. I would accost her wherever she was.
It was not significant to me whether I found the Sem at Bartholomea's,
her dome, the Complex, an outland denser, or the Heourkavna spirit's essential
vortex. It did not matter to me.
into her dome ready, in my lunge, to bring the round door down upon her
clay floor with all the force held pent within me.
it opened readily enough.
myself back and leashed my immediate words as I sought her great form.
She sat in only the orange flicker of the fire's light, in silence, except
for the wunpaqs who high in the several orientations of the apex did hiss,
rasp, and beat their feet rapidly upon the plaster denouncing my rude entrance.
They did not pelt me. I don't know that I would have noticed.
to stand before the Sem planting my boots, crossing my arms.