We are relationship.
It had been Hugo's distant ancestor millennia ago who had popped the gemstone vein and exposed the Codex. In his own lifetime, Hugo had built a hundred billion dollar empire drilling and fracking the Earth's crust, mowing down the jungles and rainforests, and nearly boiling the oceans with his survey expeditions in search of the Well fabled by the Codex.
Gracie had combed the backcountry of seven continents.
Quentin (Q) had read every book ever written about the Codex.
Trix was more machine than human at this point. She could give you incredibly precise data describing the present moment in thousands of dimensions a nanosecond at a time with impeccable recall.
All the while Trix had a thousand eyes on the situation, was analyzing the hut, and Osa, and each of them, the air temperature, humidity, and the wind currents, the soil composition, the architecture of the hut, this precise location in relation to every sacred site on the planet, and even the chemical makeup of the soup ….
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"lucky guess" goatherd Shubh Anumaan later an emanent Codician
"mirror image" goat friend
"cyclone" father of Shubh
stepmon of Shubh "willow"
"planeswalkers" crystal giants
need names for the Moonbridge and Sunbridge