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Aikka knew he was a long way from home.He’d tried not to let the knowledge bother him, for he had been even farther, and in more perilous situations before, but sitting on a plant box outside the Rig-Maker Pub on Neander, he felt the now-familiar shakiness creep into his hands, and the tightness form within his chest. He tried to conceal the physical effects, especially as people passed him on the sidewalk, half-drunk and giggling, but it was getting harder.He’d left Nourasia alone, which he now sorely regretted. He should have taken Canaan, and would have, if the circumstances had allowed for it…Aikka stood up, finally, his knees still sh...