One of the two edges of MarbleTop ridge.One of the two edges of MarbleTop ridge. "Sure, we can go," I said finally. "How do you want to go?" "We can Sdisk to Suvrahvain and fly from there. It shouldn't take more than an hour." "Okay," I said. "Do you want to pack up the supplies, since this appears to be a day-long outing?" She smiled and nodded. "Can I meet you at the hanger in twenty minutes?" I glanced at my watch and nodded. "Of course." Marbletop gets its name because that's exactly what it is. Imagine, if you can, a mountainn range rising up from sealevel, and then slicing it cleanly off at around 30 meters, disposing of all that rock, and polishing the exposed surface until it was nearly reflecting, and you'll have Marbletop. At it's narrowest Marbletop ridge is six kilometers wide, at it's widest it's about thirty. It runs nearly 25,000 kilometers along the Vinyare coastline. Shardik Castle is nearer to the southern edge than the northern. The northern tip is called, of course, North Point. It's an apex point that curls slightly outwards into the water, a spit of rock with no beach around it. The ocean isn't that far away... 30 meters, to be exact. It still seems like a long fall. "So what are we doing here?" I asked her dubiously as I put my helmet into the seat of my Solo IV flitter. |