A novel by Meredith Skye
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A sandstorm followed Asta across the desert. Even the Chanden airships failed to follow her. They gave up and vanished from her perception.
The less Asta fought the entity in her mind, the clearer she felt. The pain and guilt she felt at the murder of Jaynanth softened to regret and sorrow. It was done. Nothing could change that.
The memories unleashed by the god-stone felt more and more familiar until they felt like her own. And her memories shifted, faded somewhat, but they were still there, just not as near the surface.
She clung to them, not wanting to lose what was left of herself. But Asta didn't feel that the gods wanted to take that from her. Her panic lessened. Harmony was possible, if she could find that path.
Around her, the sandstorm continued. Asta walked through the desert undisturbed, with the same ease one would walk along the beach on a breezy day.
Perceptions had changed.
Asta felt less lonely. She felt less powerless. She felt less fear.
Which of them were right: the Chanden or the Garrans? Arguments, facts and feelings swirled around in her mind, tugging her this way and that.
Both claimed mastery over the planet Garran and its fields, mountains, oceans and animals. Each had some valid arguments.
But another anger stirred within her. A deeper knowledge.
The truth was: both were wrong. The resources of Garran belonged to Garran: to the earth, to the wind, and sea and air and to the animals themselves. And to all the men and women living on it—not to any other race, much less an alien one!
She knew what had to be done.
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Gods of Garran
Science Fiction--Only an ancient power can fight an alien race.-- Once the Borrai, the Gods of Garran, walked among the people, taming the wind and the fiery mountains. Then invaders came from the sky and killed the gods--destroying all who opposed them. A hundred...
