Of Polyhedra & ProphecyVoi winced as her ‘guard’ removed her handcuffs then walked away. When she didn’t hear him leave the room, however, she glanced over her shoulder, rubbing one of her scarred wrists.
Mohmud, who sat cross-legged in front of Voi, said to the man, “Watch the door.”
The other Kesh man merely grunted then disappeared, leaving Voi and Mohmud alone.
They sat together now on the cold floor in a metal-clad chamber on the dreadnought. Despite its imposing angled walls, the space felt oddly serene to Voi. Her eyes wandered as she silently counted the number of faces that enclosed the room. Twelve, all in the shape of hexagons and rhombi…
The entire ship was in the shape of a dodecahedron. Like the crystals! Voi’s eyes widened as she recalled her studies of the ancient philo
