|3102179649||I - Pith||Caiatl's feet stubbornly refused to touch the floor. She—at least, the loose approximation of her body—floated inelegantly in the Psion's Mindscape. She reached out for purchase as a bit of geometry drifted by, but her hands were as intangible as smoke.…|
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