"My brother and two sisters," Retep replied. "I left them at the castle
ruins, but they are not there now. I think the last clue is about their
"Okay, let's hear it."
Retep hesitated for a moment. "It is written in the stars," he recited, "and in the lines on our palms."
"Sounds like a song."
"Well if it is, I've never heard it."
Astra looked up at the clear evening sky. Obviously they would have to wait until night for the stars to come out. She held up her hands to examine her palms which, fortunately, had remained furless.
"All I know is that my lifeline looks like a fern," she observed. "An old gypsy told me that means I'm living several lives at once, but that's preposterous."
"You keep using that word," Inigo Montoya interjected. "I don't think it means what you think it means."
"This kind of thing happens all the time," Astra explained to the surprised Retep, ignoring the vengeful Spaniard. "People keep butting in from other storylines, whatever that means."
Retep was busy examining his own hands. "Mine are normal," he said. "Only I've got this nagging feeling that they should be the other way round."
"Be that as it may," Astra remarked. "It's obvious that...
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