A Deepness in the Sky

The four of them moved along the groundwort, parallel to the wall of the park. Above them, the roof of water came lower and lower, well past the forest crown and still descending. The sunlight was a glow from all directions, through dozens of meters of water. There had only been so much water in the lake. There would be enormous air pockets throughout the park—but they had not been lucky. Their space was a not-so-large cave, water on four sides of them.

Ali Lin had to be dragged from branch to branch. He seemed fascinated by the undine, and totally oblivious of the danger.

Maybe..."Ali!" Nau said sharply.

Ali Lin turned toward him. But he wasn't frowning at the interruption; he wassmiling. "My park, it's ruined. But I see something better now, something no one has ever done. We can make a true micrograv lake, bubbles and droplets trading in and out for dominance. There are animals and plants I could—"

"Ali. Yes! You'll build a better park, I promise. Now. I have to know, is there any way we can get out of the park—without drowning first?"

Thank goodness the ziphead could see an upside to this. Ali's central interests had been frustrated again and again in the last few hundred seconds. Normally, ziphead loyalty was unbreakable, but if they thought you were getting between them and their specialty...After a moment, Ali shrugged and said, "Of course. There's a sluiceway behind that boulder. I never welded it shut."

Marli dived for the rock. A sluiceway here? Without his huds, Nau didn't know. But there were dozens of them opening into the park, the channels they'd used to bring the ice down from the surface.

"The zip's right, sir! And the open codes work."

Nau and the others moved around the rock, looked into the hole that Marli had uncovered. Meantime, the walls of their cave of air—their bubble—were moving. In another thirty seconds, this would be under water too. Marli looked across at Nau, and some of the triumph leaked out of his expression. "Sir, we'll be safe from the water in there, but—"

"But there's nowhere to go from there. Right. I know." The channel would end in a sealed hatch, with vacuum beyond that. It was a dead end.

A slowly curling stalactite of water splashed across Nau's head, forcing him to crouch beside Marli. The lowering mound of water retreated, and for a moment their ceiling rose.Step by step, I've lost almost everything. Unbelievable. And suddenly Tomas knew that Ezr Vinh's blurted claim must be true. Pham Trinli was not Zamle Eng; that had been a convenient lie, tailored for Tomas Nau. All these years, his greatest hero—and therefore the deadliest possible enemy—had been within arm's reach. Trinliwas Pham Nuwen. For the first time since childhood, Nau was gripped by paralyzing fear.

But even Pham Nuwen had had his flaws, his abiding moral weakness.I've studied the man's career all my life, taking the good parts for my own.As much as anyone, I know his flaws. And I know how to use them. He looked at the others, cataloguing them and their equipment: an old man that Qiwi loved, some comm gear, some weapons, and some gunmen. It would be enough.

"Ali, isn't there a fiber headpoint at the outer end of these sluices? Ali!"

The ziphead turned away from his inspection of the ceiling's undulation. "Yes, yes. We needed careful coordination when we brought down the ice."

He waved Marli into the sluiceway. "It's okay. This will work fine." One by one, they slipped through the narrow entrance. Around them, the bottom of the bubble broke free of the ground. Now there was half a meter of water covering the ground, and it was rising. Tung and Ali Lin came through in a shower of water. Ciret dived through last, and slammed the hatch shut behind them. A few dozen liters of undine came in too, now just a mess of spilled water. But on the other side of the hatch, they could hear the sea piling deep.

Nau turned to Marli, who was shining his comm laser as a diffuse light. "Let's hike up to the headpoint, Corporal. Ali Lin is going to help me make a phone call."

Pham Nuwen had come close to winning, but Nau still had a mind and the ability to reach out and manipulate others. As they coasted up the sluiceway, he thought on just what he should say to Qiwi Lin Lisolet.

General Smith retired from the speaker's perch. The information on Tim Downing's cards had been distributed to the Elected, and now five hundred heads were thinking over the deal. Hrunkner Unnerby stood in the shadows behind the perch and wondered. Smith had made another miracle. In a just world it would surely work. So what would Pedure invent to counter this?