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From behind the blackened heap, the woman came near before Deker realized that she was there. First he saw only the shimmering sphere moving noiselessly over the ground, then he saw the woman through the translucent shell.
She didn't seem human, glowing with an argent brilliance through shifting hues. Her hair was red-gold. Her tall body was soft rich bronze covered slightly with glittering stuff. She was walking with austere measured strides over the debris, and the coruscating globe encircling her followed her movements faithfully like an enwrapping splendid shadow.