Chapter 21
Calvin sat on the edge of Bel’s tank the morning after bringing the huge plurapod Rava into Calys Bay. He’d had his first good night of sleep in longer than he could remember, but not out of any kind of relief or sense of accomplishment. He’d simply given in to his uncle and Dal’s insistence that he share the strong-smelling tea they were both drinking as they left the dock.
His much longer walk up to the mountainside living huts meant Calvin had barely made it before he collapsed into a dead sleep.
The day was overcast and almost as cool and damp as the cold season just past. Typical brief rain showers as the continent warmed up, getting ready for the heavy downpours to come. For the first time since accelerated work in the Asteriidus seaweed tanks started, Calvin was thankf
