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part of her gone, although her body was still alive. A part of her was gone,
as if in death, yet Yesui knew she would return. So it was not death. It was
not permanent. Still, there was a similarity there that bothered her, and
would continue to bother her for many years before she finally understood.
"Now, but carefully. I want to be certain about where she is," said Yesui.
There was no conscious effort on their part, no touch or ceremony required.
They were simply together when they willed it. But their entrance to the place
of creation was made cautiously, their emergence slow, without manifestation.
There
, said Yesui, without fear of detection, for the connection with her brother
was something unobservable by any others, including her mother and Abagai.
Together, as they were now, they were one mind, and she could mask for both of
them.
Her mother never traveled without manifestation in the gong-shi-jie. Yesui
suspected she could not do otherwise, but knew that Abagai had done it on more
than one occasion, a shadowy presence that only
Yesui herself could detect. The column of emerald green that was her mother
drifted slowly to the vortex of Tengri-Nayon, within view, and waited there.
Yesui heard her call, then the happy reply, and
Abagai appeared in a flash, the two figures melding together in greeting.
Yesui had never seen the two of them like this, thinking they were alone.
Their affectionate feelings threatened Yesui's composure, and she made a
conscious effort to retain her invisibility.
Her mother and Abagai chattered like children, exchanging news. Yesui caught
the news of storms on
Lan-Sui, and Yesugen's new love, before they drifted out of sight in the
direction of Abagai's special
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place.
Now!
she said.
I've discovered some new things I can do, Mengjai, and I think they can be
useful for Lan-Sui. I don't think what we've been doing there is going to
work.
That's because you're not using enough mass, or going deep enough.
Maybe, but you said yourself the ideal model would be to add low density mass
everywhere, at the same instant, and it's not happening that way. Let me show
you something.
They drifted to the vortex of Tengri-Nayon.
Mengjia asked:
Something's different here. Where did all the violet light come from?
I've been bringing it in from the edge of our galaxy.
Why go so far? I've seen you make it by transferring mass from real space to
here.
But only a little, and there is a great quantity of it around our galaxy. It's
easier to just bring it here.
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Yesui seemed quite pleased with what she was telling him, and was leading him
on. He obliged her with a question.
I thought you couldn't move this stuff. You said it was "sticky."
Were you with me when I said that, brother? That was a long time ago.
Then, and before then
, said Mengjai smugly.
Aha
, she said.
Well, anyway, yes, I couldn't move it with any speed. All other light here
moves from A to
B when I think it so. The violet light would not. It flickers all the time.
It's here, and not here, over and over again, at very high frequency.
I can see that. But light is light. What's the difference?
The violet light is not light, Mengjai. It is mass
, she said dramatically.
Impossible! It's far too hot here, Yesui. We're surrounded by the light of
creation. It had to pass through the interface to real space before it could
cool enough to form mass.
Heavy particles first, then lighter ones, dying fast and making even lighter
ones that make up our universe
, said Yesui.
Yes, but that happened very fast. When it was done, it was done.
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I agree
, said Yesui, still leading him on, and nearly giggling with excitement, but
still he indulged her patiently.
So, how can there be mass in the gong-shi-jie?
he asked.
It's only here part of the time, where it seems like light. In real space it
is a dark mass, but again only part of the time. The rest of the time it is
HERE!
The transition was sudden, and they were not in real space. They were at the
interface, and faint lines of green ran in every direction to infinity. Off to
their right was the dense, parabolic-shaped pattern they'd used to target
Lan-Sui in the vortex of Tengri-Nayon.
We are in it
, said Yesui.
In what? This is the interface, the fabric of space.
Now he was becoming impatient with her.
The interface IS the mass, brother. It spends most of its time here. It was
you who led me here, Mengjai, and now I've found it! I come HERE to move the
violet light, not in the gong-shi-jie. It's "sticky," yes, because it is
attached everywhere to real space. It IS the fabric of space. All those lines
you see, I want you to be patient with me, pick one, and look closely. Relax.
I'm trying to explain!
It was an effort, but he relaxed, and didn't focus so hard, and Yesui helped
by moving in for a closer look at the threads. What he saw astounded him, for
the threads were not constant, but flickering, and seemed to be broken at
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regular intervals into closely-spaced pieces.
I haven't figured out the green color
, said Yesui casually.
I think it's illusion, an average between real space and the gong-shi-jie. Do
you see the holes?
The threads are broken in pieces
, he said, and they flicker.
All right, they're oblong holes. That's where the mass passes back and forth.
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