Epilogue
Two days later:
“Do you have everything you want to take with you?” Gril asked.
Madas looked at the pile of boxes. There weren’t many, six in all. In some ways it was sad to see her father’s entire life reduced to six boxes—but in those boxes were thousands of drawings, notations, and documents.
“Yes, I think so. Did any of the power crystals Joren brought to you work?” Madas asked.
“No, they are all low grade. I need something that can produce a lot of energy. Joren said there would be another transport ship arriving in a few weeks. I can use one of their communicators to request a replacement,” he said.
“It’s a shame that Devac’s ship was never found,” she said.
Gril nodded. “It is possible I could have salvaged one from it,” he agreed.
Madas walked over to him and wrapp
