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This is a preview of: Phoebus Krumm

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PANEL ONE (upper lefthand quarter of page)

Closer and in profile. The belly of the Nacyl ship serves as the
righthand border of the picture, the hull of _Resplendent Quetzal_ the
left.

Between them, a 50-foot tube, four feet in diameter, made of some
translucent substance. We see the shadows of two or three Nacyl inside
it, heading for the human vessel. We can't quite make them out.

Demondion-Echeverria (from above, out of panel): 'And no doubt fear
they're being stalled, Phoebus, possibly set up for piracy.'

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PANEL TWO (upper righthand quarter of page)

Closeup of Krumm, looking wry.

Krumm: 'Possibly, by the 'fully operational' _Sweek Lestvoh_.'

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PANEL THREE (lower lefthand quarter of page)

On the workshops deck, show the elevator door in the mast
just closing. Let the reader see some crewbeings gawping at what they've just seen.

Male crewbeing: 'Ceo's eyelash curlers, did you see that?'

Female crewbeing: 'Eyelash curlers?

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PANEL FOUR (lower right quarter of page)

Now on the main deck, Krumm, Demondion-Echeverria, and Bretta wait by the inter-deck lift door.

Demondion-Echeverria: 'But we're flying Jendyne colors. Why do they
appear to trust us?'

Krumm: 'Patience, Frantisek. We'll fnd out.

SFX (elevator): 'Ding!'

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PANEL FIVE

The maindeck elevator door is opened just a crack. From inside, a
voice.

Voice: 'Because, no matter the colors, we know the friends of Henry
Martyn.'