shade of a portable awning sat an older girl who looked enough like Luet that Shedemei was not surprised to hear her introduced as Hushidh the Raveler, Luet's older sister. And across a low table from Hushidh sat a young man of large stature, but still too young to shave.
"Don't you know me, Shedemei?" said the boy.
"I think so," she said.
"I was much shorter when last you lived in Mother's house," he said.
"Nafai," she said. "I heard you had gone to the desert."
"Gone and come again too often, I fear," said Nafai. "I never thought to see a day when Gorayni soldiers would be keeping the gate of Basilica."
"Not for long," said Shedemei.
"I've never heard of the Gorayni giving up a city, once they had captured it," said Nafai.
"But they didn't capture Basilica," said Shedemei. "They only stepped in and protected us in a time of trouble."
"There are ashes from dozens and dozens of bonfires out on the desert," said Nafai, "and yet no sign of any encampment there. The story I hear is that the Gorayni leader pretended to have a huge army, led by General Moozh the Monster, when in fact he had only a thousand men."
"He explained it as a necessary ruse in order to psychologically overwhelm the Palwashantu mercenaries who were running wild."
"Or psychologically overwhelm the city guard?" said Nafai. "Never mind. Luet has brought you here. Do you know why?"
Luet interrupted at once. "No, Nafai. She's not part of that. She came on her own, to tell Mother a dream. Then she thought of telling me, and I wanted both of you to hear, in case it comes from the OversouL"
"Why him ?" asked Shedemei.
"The Oversoul speaks to him, as much as to me," Luet said. "He forced her to speak to him, and now they are friends."
"A man forced the Oversoul to speak to him?" asked Shedemei. "When did such things start happening in the world?"
"Only recently," said Luet, smiling. "There are stranger things on heaven and earth than are dreamt of in your philosophy, Shedemei."
Shedemei smiled back, but couldn't remember where the quotation came from, or why it should be amusing at this time.
"Your dream," said Luet's sister Hushidh.
"Now I feel silly," said Shedemei. "I've made too much of it, to tell it to such a large audience."
Luet shook her head. "And yet you walked all the way here from-where do you live? The Cisterns?"
"The Wells, but not far from the Cisterns district."
"You came all that way to tell Aunt Rasa," said Luet. "I think this dream may be more important to you than even you understand. So tell us the dream, please."
Glancing again at Nafai, Shedemei found she couldn't bring herself to speak.
"Please," said Nafai. "I won't mock your dream, or tell anyone else. I want to hear it only for whatever truth might be in it."
Shedemei laughed nervously. "I just... I'm not comfortable speaking in front of a man. It's nothing against you. Aunt Rasa's son, of course I trust you, I just..."
"He's not a man," said Luet. "Not really"
"Thanks," murmured Nafai.
"He doesn't deal with women as men usually do. And not many days ago, the Oversoul commanded me to take him down to the lake. He sailed it, he floated it right along with me. The Oversoul commanded it, and he was not slain."
Shedemei looked at him in new awe. "Is this the time when all the prophecies come together?"
"Tell us your dream," said Hushidh softly.
"I dreamt-this will sound so silly!-I dreamt of myself tending a garden in the clouds. Not just the plants and animals I'm working with, but every plant and animal I'd ever heard of. Only it wasn't a large garden, just a small one. Yet they all fit within it, and all were alive and growing. I floated along in the clouds- forever, it seemed. Through the longest night in the world, a thousand-year night. And then suddenly it was daylight again, and I could look down off the edge of the cloud and see a new land, a green and beautiful land, and I said to myself-in the dream, you understand-This world has no need of my garden after all. So I left the garden and stepped off the cloud-"
"A dream of felling," said Luet.
"I didn't fall," said Shedemei. "I just stepped out and there I was, on the ground. And as I wandered through the forests and meadows, I realized that in fact many of the plants from my garden were needed, after all.