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Deucalion is a planet fifty-five thousand light-years from Earth and myth says that its people were brought to this planet from Earth ten thousand year-spans earlier by an Earth woman by the name of Katrina. As the book begins Pelle is visiting Earth from Deucalion but misplaces his time travel device and is unable to get home. Since he does not age one of the problems he faces on Earth is the necessity of changing his place of residence from time to time in order not to arouse suspicion.
The colors of the expensive furnishings faded until they became gray tones, and a small parchment- shaded lamp came on as if beckoned by its pale surroundings. Following this new light source shadows made their way into the room. Staring at the leaves outside the windows that had been golden moments earlier, Pelle saw that they had now turned a medium shade of sepia. Pouring himself another sherry, he walks over to the door to stroll out onto the red stone terrace where he peers out into the deepest corners of the back garden. “I’ll move away. I do need to move,” he says aloud, and feels a tiny wrench in his solar plexus at the thought . . .
Back on Deucalion Pelle’s father Chichén experiments with the shamanic weed paccar in an effort to time-and-space travel without using technical devices. Chichén’s initial use of the paccar is an attempt to visit Earth where he hopes to discover why his son Pelle and his companion Kersee have not returned to Deucalion, but finds that using paccar as a mode-of-travel is not without its difficulties.
Faces. Disembodied faces. Discarnate faces in motion. Chichén was frightened. The faces covered him like a shroud and he had difficulty breathing. He wanted to bring his hands up and force all of them away but was unable to move his arms. Some of the faces were laughing, others were caricatures, and still others wore masks of terror. Memory came slowly, but it did come and when it did he called for the wind. The wind did not answer. Chichén closed his eyes but the faces pressed in behind his eyelids and their raucous laughter brought new terror to his heart. There was a loud scream that seemed to go on for several minutes until Chichén came to the realization that it was he who was shrieking. He closed his mouth and mentally backed away from Earth until he realized that he was entering the radiation belts of Jupiter.
Chichén’s greatest desire has been to know if the Katrina myth is true, and hopes during his shamanic journeys that eventually the answer to this question will be revealed to him, but before he is able to satisfactorily solve the puzzle he is given a task to perform. He must persuade his fellow Deucalioneans not to build a church to the Goddess Katrina.
After a long pause, Chichén said, “We do not need a church to honor Goddess Katrina. We do not need to carve her features into one of our mountains, nor do we need to carve more statues of her. She does not want them. Katrina does not want your worship, but if you must worship her, then worship her in your heart. Do not think you must persuade others to kneel to the goddess whom you create in your own image! Honor her, but make no attempt at showing others the truth! If you build this church the physical building will give birth to religion here on Deucalion. This is one of the knowings of which I spoke earlier. A religion for the Goddess Katrina will form around your structure, and in another few hundred spans this religion will become a requirement for any true Deucalionean—a measure whereby one’s loyalty is proven.”
Time travel is necessary to the plot of Pelle but the book is not technical science fiction. The action woven around the characters uses time and space travel as a vehicle, but the virtues and weaknesses of the players are the real focus, whether expressed on Earth or on a planet in the distant constellation of Aquarius.
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