‘It is unimportant,’ came the reply. ‘We are not as you. Our ways are very different. We have not the...’ Words? Sounds? Patterns? ‘... gross enough to explain to you... nor do we wish to try.’ There was both distaste and regret in the voice.
‘We are sorry,’ it continued. ‘This has been another sad meeting. You may go if you wish, we will not hinder you. We too wish to return to our...’ Home? Heart? Warmth? ‘... and be free of the memories that have been awakened.’
‘We can part if you wish, sound weaver,’ Hawklan said, more quietly. ‘But more than memories have been awakened. Your days of peace too are ended. For the sake of each of us we must talk — as well as we can. Isloman told you only the truth, and you must hear it. All must hear it. Sumeral is awake...’
‘No!’ The voice was start
