Nine
Herbert settled himself down quietly on top of the craft, sensing the energy line around him, how it continued up into the atmosphere. He wondered if the energy lines reached as far into the earth and looked beneath him, seeing two figures, one still and the other pacing.
Then, from the corner of his vision, he saw a silver strand of colour that seemed to frame his house below, and then by process of his attention, the colour framed everything. Trees, hedgerows and the further reaches of the heathlands to the north all radiated silver about their seams. Herbert gave thought to just sitting there and enjoying the view. Instead, he closed his eyes, took the dowsing rods up and let the process fall into place again, albeit faster now, sharper and beyond the wallowing vibration of the k
