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This is a preview of: Phoebus Krumm

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Three Panels

PANEL ONE (upper half of page)

View of Lia's audience chamber. At what we'll call the 'north'
end, a modest, backless seat on a broad dais no taller than a foot.
Behind it, a partition -- as thick as any ordinary wall -- that stops
about a door-width short of both the east and west walls.

The door through which our protagonists just came has blended into
the east wall. The viewpoint is from the southeast corner of the room,
basically looking toward the northwest corner.

In the center of the room, a long, chest-high conference table
with no chairs. There are a couple of built-in library lamps, and
maybe a dossier or two. Lia stands near the head of the table. The two
men are on the east side of the table with their backs to us.

What's remarkable about this room is the wall decor. They hold
bright, colorful scenes of meadows, gardens, trees, sky, birds, frogs,
little lizards, and insects like dragonflies and butterflies, rendered
in the style of Louis Comfort Tiffany, and broken up and coarsely
bordered in black as if they were made of outsized stained glass.

Lia: 'But first, forgive me if I do not provide chairs for my guests.'

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PANEL TWO (lower lefthand quarter of page)

She walks along the long side of the tabletop, lightly touching
the surface with her fingers.

Lia: 'I find it keeps the sessions short and to the point if I provide
no chairs when I meet with my advisors or the media. But, pray, let us
get down to cases, gentlemen.'

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PANEL THREE (lower righthand quarter of page)

Medium closeup of Lia, her hands held together almost as it in
prayer, her fngertips at the level of her lipbs.

Lia: 'Despite all we suffered together in the recent war, and all we
accomplished together afterward, I am hated -- and plotted against --
by those who fancy themselves the New Hanoverian aristocracy.'