![]() The people of Sidri Akrak are cold and dour and inhospitable their idea of pleasure is to wallow in discomfort and ugliness. ![]() ![]() Sidri Akrak is a nightmare world where gaudy monsters run screaming through the muddy streets. I am not at all happy about the decision myself. Yes! Set your coordinates, everybody! Off we go! Sidri Akrak it is!”Ī faint yelp of dismay comes from Velimyle, and she shoots me a look of something that might almost have been fear, though perhaps there is a certain component of perverse delight in it also. “Our next destination is-” and he makes us wait for the announcement. His long pale arms wave in the air as though he is conducting a symphony orchestra. He has fashioned a crown of golden protopetaloids for himself and gleaming scarlet baubles dangle from his ears: the bright translucent shells of galgalids, strung on slender strands of pure gold. ![]() “Are we all ready, then?” Nikomastir asks.
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