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by the Orb and didn’t want to wake you. I selected this dress so you would have a change of clothing. I will return as soon as I am done with witness duty.
    Yours always,
    Tavik
    Sky smiled and caressed the sweeps of the letters written in Alliance Common. It was her first note from him and she was planning on keeping it.
    She placed it on the bedside table and continued exploring her new home in the bright light of a new day.
    The place was huge and it was all hers. A large living room faced a bank of windows that let in all the morning light. She had a view of the entire expanse of the Nameless city. She knew that she couldn’t do anything to communicate with them, but it was nice to know that she was not alone.
    A sitting room beckoned to her, as did a kitchen that contained another chute. When she approached it, a screen came up with a variety of pictures and she tapped a selection of foods she thought she would enjoy and waited.
    Glasses were above a sink and she poured herself some water while she waited, and in four minutes, the chute opened and a covered tray skidded into view.
    “Cool.”
    She took the tray to the table and opened the cover. Some of the scents were not complementary, but she shrugged and proceeded to eat her breakfast.
    The moment that she finished the food, she put the tray back on the chute and smiled as it was retracted back from whence it came. Sky made a mental note to do the same with her clothing from the day before.
    With hope that the day would bring her something to entertain herself, Sky took a shower and then changed into the brilliant blue underwear and dress that was waiting for her.
    She started walking around her prison in slow laps, finally noticing a mirror that shifted whenever she walked past it.
    It looked to be similar to the one that Tavik had shown her in the library and as she placed her palm on the frame, the picture flickered wildly. As she watched it, images flowed across the screen that brought tears to her eyes.
    Grandma had been lovely as a young woman. Her husband had been tall and strong and as Sky watched them standing on their porch and looking out over their backyard where their children played, she was reminded that her roots were firmly embedded in love.
    Blinking rapidly, she watched the image move further back in time, to her great grandparents and one generation at a time, it took her back through all of the couples that had started her.
    A woman with snow-white skin, wrapped in furs was her final image. This woman looked up at a starry sky and as she watched, a portal opened and a wave of energy wrapped around her.
    The colouration of the power was pink and lavender, pulsing and swirling as it worked its way into the woman in the image.
    Sky winced at the silent scream that the woman enacted as the Orb made a home in her genes and she fell to her knees on the snowy hilltop. Tears tracked down her face and Sky couldn’t handle it anymore.
    She gathered the power and stepped into the image, walking toward the woman and holding out her hand. The woman jerked suddenly when she realized she wasn’t alone.
    A knife was suddenly pointed at Sky and she grinned. Her grin was slightly forced, the cold air of the hilltop whipped around her, chilling her skin. Perhaps stepping into the frozen wastes during an ice age had not been the best idea.
    Sky smiled at the woman who had her lips and the same nose that she saw in the mirror every day. “Hello, Mother. I would just like to thank you for surviving long enough to pass along the tiny piece of your soul that I carry today.”
    The woman opened and closed her mouth, frowning. A bright flare of energy surrounded her for a moment. “Who are you?”
    Sky blinked in amazement. The Orb must be running their comprehension, because there was no way that she spoke the language that her ancestor was fluent in and there was no way that Alliance Common was spoken during the ice ages of Earth.
    “I am Sky, of the