By the middle of the morning, they stood on both sides of the farm.
To the east, on the long ridge of frozen current above the starlit grass, the Shepherd's detachment waited in silent ranks, Unfathomables in front and Half-Unfathomables behind, with Roxanna at their head in her split burnt-gold armor and Ione Kalliste a step behind her, grey glass arm at her side, and the Iron Psalm beyond them. To the west, at the end of a silver path that still glowed faintly through the dark, Phaedra and Thessaly hung in the air with their great silver wings spread wide, Kir One and Kir Two standing vast and patient behind them, and Lifthrasir a little apart from all of them, small and still, with her hands closed at her sides.
