It was logical to assume that if the Krell wrote up to down and left to right, then the pictograms and reliefs were likely arranged in a similar patte...rn. She had employed Sleethe’s help in some places, having him lift her up onto his shoulders so that she could reach the higher murals.She was fairly confident that this was a history of their race, which was immensely exciting, but she had no frame of reference. The Krell didn’t record time in any way that she could understand. They didn’t have. The eyes were skinny pale. It gave me unawares and I drank soft taxis. Crushed tomorrows forever empty. *** (TIME CAPSULE) Bowies *Quick Sand* comes on and I get goosebumps all down my legs. I know its a weird one to associate with teenage lust but you cant really choose the songs that map out your life. Listening to it now Im transported back twelve years to Sharons party in Leith. 18 years old. I can feel him pressed against me/ smell his hair/ taste the kiss/ feel his fingers fumbling. I hadbrought three pairs of casual trousers, a sports coat and bomber jacketand one suit in case I visited a collar and tie establishment. I hadthree lightweight shirts, three T shirts and two long sleeved shirts andtwo ties. I had intended to buy shorts and extra clothing on voyage whenI could be certain of what I would need. If I was going to be working inthe ship during the day and relaxing in the evenings I was going to needat least two pairs of trousers and probably more shirts,. " Yes miss. Of course miss." Well you can get out my sight now," said Ann, "before I say something youmight regret."Harry bobbed his head and disappeared inside the stable.Ann waited, almost giggling at the pleasure of putting the old taskmasterin his place. There had never been a surer display of poetic justice.Presently Burt appeared leading her filly from its stall. There wasliterally nothing left of the old imperious nature and feminine dignity inhis posture or expression. It was.