the images reverted to the razum settlement , now bustling with activity and expanding farther down the limb . '' at that time , our ability to travel vertically was limited to simple ropes and ladders . due to the inherent dangers associated with traveling outside the settlement , the vast majority of the limb remained unexplored . of the rare excursions that did occur , they were to the edges of the buttress , miles from the protective confines of the
settlement

the boy felt a sense of being in a dream , the large tree in front of him started to slowly bow it 's branches with a faint creaking sound -- forming a large enclosure with coe inside , a single branch came down from the centre of the tree and gently touched the middle of his forehead after which the branches sprang back making all of the noise one would expect of such a thing . coe stood , backed away from the tree , paused and then ran straight to the royal trunk and hugged it with all the might of his outstretched little arms . he did n't know the feeling , but he liked it . coe felt very different , he thought back to the bees , then to the well and then on to the
tree

ir was formulating a letter of response to some minor traffic-related concern , when placidus said he really ought to go to the justice chambers , and summarised the scenario with her usual nucleic penchant , reciting her shorthand notes as he hurried out of the office . no time for consultation on this one , it was down to him and he knew the media would be there . he arrived to see a rather forlorn looking pinstripe , handcuffed and being shuffled to a vehicle of conveyance , decked with the official detention livery . cheers rang out when the unruly crowd spotted ir , and even the law officers appeared to be
relieved