"What's in there?" Urson asked.
"Books," said Iimmi, lifting out one dusty volume. Geo peered over his shoulder while the dark fingers turned the pages. "Old rituals," Iimmi said. "Look here," and he pointed to one of them. "You can still read them."
"Let me see," Geo said. "You know I studied with Eadnu at the University of Olcse Olwnh."
Iimmi looked up and laughed. "I thought some of your ideas sounded familiar. I was a pupil of Welis."
"You were at Olcse Olwnh too?" Geo asked.
"Um-hm," said Iimmi turning the pages. "I signed aboard this ship as a summer job. If I'd known where we'd end up, I don't think I'd have gone, though."
Stomach pangs were forgotten.
"These rituals are not at all like those of the Goddess," Iimmi observed.
"Apparently not," agreed Geo. "Wait!" Iimmi had been turning pages at random. "Look there!" Geo pointed.
"What is it?" Iimmi asked.