Falcons of Narabedla

Bodiless blind I drifted and swayed and swung in the sound of the voices. The humming like a million high-tension wires sang around me and I felt myself cradled in the pull of a great magnet that held me suspended surely on nothingness and drew me down into the field of some force beneath. Far below me the voices faded. I swung free-fell-plunged downward in sickening motion head over heels into the abyss. . . . A Darkover Novel!