The Gliders of the Hunt

Don Lao had to move or it was going to be too late for Gong. She disentangled herself from the wall and reached towards Kong, wriggling the harpoon until it came loose. Behind Don Lao the gliders had stopped screaming. They were standing as if at attention, and the ship was there, waiting for something from her or from Gong. It was growing difficult for her to feel connected to them anymore. Everything that had been so vivid now felt as though it had burnt away in the same kind of conflagration that had formed the mausoleum in the first place. I don't know, she said finally. "I think it has to end