"How many more of these little planets must we pass before we get to Jupiter?" Darius asked Nona.
"I don"t know. Several. Some will be larger than this, some smaller." "Can we take a longer hop?" Colene asked.
"We can try." Nona walked to the sea, stood in it, and concentrated, tuning in on the filament ahead.
After a bit, she reported that there were two worlds she might reach near the main star. One was larger than this one; the other was smaller. Both were anima.
"Star?" Colene asked.
Nona"s thought clarified the concept. A star was not what Colene imagined; it was merely the point at which several filaments diverged. Those on major lines were big and bright; those on minor lines were lesser structures. Those with many rays were brighter than those with few rays. Oria"s sun was the
