Chapter Nine
There were dwellings in this place. But they didn’t look like homes. I couldn’t quite determine what material they were made of. Some looked to be made of rock, others of crystal, and others looked mossy, like vegetation.
Many of the buildings had no roofs. There were seating areas, but otherwise they were open and airy, like they were built for beings who flew and who preferred the natural state of light, which could penetrate most things. Therefore why would doors even be necessary?
A few places looked like what we’d call homes on the surface. I knew Vau’s home the moment I laid eyes on it. It was shaped like a pyramid mound. Vau and I had spent a lot of time in Egypt. Her final earthly home had been a pyramid mound in the Gongyi territory of China. This was a near-exact
