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Chapter 4: The Great CouncilEarly the next morning--before seven--Jake woke up hungry, so he searched and stalked a nice roebuck for breakfast and enjoyed the warm desert morning on his rock (a flat granite stone big enough to support him and give a commanding view to the East) in front of the cave.
At noon everyone appeared in the Dining Hall. Lunch had been set for the other members, but Jake declined to eat in respect to his earlier meal and their scanty supplies. The seating arrangement wasn’t planned or arranged, and he found himself sitting next to Volgelson and Rachel. Nacomi sat with her family a little further on, and past them were Shyla and her mother. Across the way Serena stood politely next to their parents, and next to them were the Brissons. Stacey’s mother and father and three sisters made a group at the far end of the table.
“Have you had a chance to look around?” Jake asked politely during a brief pause in Volgelson’s meal.
Volgelson swallowed rapidly and cl

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Chapter 2 A Brave New WorldEarly the next morning everyone went down to the vault. They shuffled their feet and treaded slowly and reluctantly, each seemingly lost in their own thoughts and fears. Most were thinking of the anger they would have to deal with, the acts of betrayal and the agonies they would have to endure. The brissons weren’t present, both out of respect and of the necessity that Jake felt. It would be hard enough to deal with the issues of the war. They could handle the immense time gap after they’d had a chance to settle down. To bribe the curious explorers, Jake had unfrozen a good deal of the library last night, especially the primer books and some of the early history books, leaving the ecstatic brissons to pour through the tomes, paper in hand as they sought to translate the picture stories to their own language.
“Well, this should be fun.” Brian said dryly to Jake as they stepped through the open door of the vault, pulling him from his thoughts.
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