A crack in time opens up, one end fractured across half a dozen points in early spring of 3426, the other anchored to the space above a potato field in early spring of 3112. Three people and a dog fall out of the sky. The crack closes up as quickly as it opened. Space and time right themselves, then go on as if the disturbance had never occurred.
The dog starts barking, then starts trying to dig up the potatoes.
His companions do the same.
In the morning - at dawn, really, Kairda is apparently pretty good at waking up at dawn - they eat a light breakfast and then make their way to the city.
The dirt road is uneven, but not hard to follow. It winds through the countryside for several miles, cutting through farmland and passing the occasional knot of houses.
He attempts conversation in broken Old Voan until they reach the city.
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