Chapter 79
“You’re perfectly safe,” Ehiz says. “The master understands the crabs better than anyone else on Soliton, and he keeps careful track of any dangerous ones whose territories might encroach.” “Good to know.” I keep looking around, just in case. She leads me to a large cylindrical structure, like half a barrel embedded into the deck. It’s several stories high, and the rusted holes in the sides have been patched with scrap metal and fabric. A small door at the bottom stands open, and Ehiz reaches it, then steps aside, gesturing for me to enter first. Beyond is warm, musty darkness, and I blink as my eyes adjust. The interior of the cylinder is a single large space, full of a bewildEhizg array of chests, cabinets, desks, and dressers. It looks as though the Scholar has grabbed any furniture
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