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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...

“Where are you coming from, sweetheart?”He was seated far in the back corner, halfway in the shadow where he was sure no one could see him. This woman had already been there when he sat down, a young woman with orange skin and several tattoos, piercings, and the richest red hair he’d ever seen. She’d taken a liking to him, apparently, but that didn’t mean he was going to stay.“Nourasia.” He confessed simply.“Poor thing.” She let slip, and he cringed.“I don’t think so.”“Poor thing.” She said again. “Still, you’re safe here.”His eyes locked with hers, piercing gold met blue, and he quickly stood up.“I have other matters to attend to.” He bow...