Profits from Prophets, Part 8
17 Jun 2016Michael Wolfe
She’s been standing there for hours. No lessons on Utopia, no blabbing about that Antal guy- just staring out the canopy with that blank look in her face.Illiana and I were in the middle of our trip back to Tanner Settlement, but the trip had been a tense one. Not between her and me, just-
I shook my head, watching the simpath stand motionlessly. She had become less talkative and more withdrawn almost to the point of brooding. Rather than engaging me like before, she had alternated between laying on the bunk by herself and meditating for longer and longer lengths of time.
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