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choice, she sat down. Time was important, once activated it was impossible to resist using the crystals again, especially when the new boy-king would not be trained in its use.
    Needing to find out more about this strange place, Mirim looked deep into her crystal. Losing herself once again in its yellow depths, she directed the building energy to the primitive cable above her head. She needed to find the nearest information source.
    Literally in her element, Mirim used her talent to sort out the streams of data flying through the air to find what she was looking for. She grew excited as she began to recognize patterns. There was a network almost like the Matrix here! A computer connected wirelessly from a nearby house was an easy access point to a huge data bank of information. Using this she first downloaded all the information from its hard drive before tapping the net in search of more information about the culture.
    The stream of information was far too much, but connected to the Matrix in Eleria, no matter how tenuous the link, Mirim was able to send it back through the yellow psychic cord emanating from the back of her mind. The Matrix received the information and stored it, making it available in smaller, more manageable chunks for her when she needed it.
    Her people’s knowledge of this world had always been rudimentary at best. The data banks of the Matrix previously had only held the most basic information - that no mind or crystal power was used here. Back before the Change, the technological development recorded on Earth was not advanced but that was a hundred years ago.
    The thought mulled in her mind - it had been dangerous sending them here. Her people didn’t know anything about this culture. A hundred years ago, it would have been a very different place. She knew that even though they could send the children a hundred years into the future to here, her ancestors could only ‘see’ the time frame they were in. Life had changed so much in that time. It had been a risk.
    Still connected to the computer, she searched for pictures of people. Most wore mostly blue trousers and short, finely woven tops. Well, if so many were wearing them, these must be what she should be wearing to avoid standing out. Her lip curled, some of the other outfits were far too revealing for her taste.
    Mirim took out a high calorie snack from the pocket of her yellow skirt. It seemed an age since she had last eaten and she was not fond of nut bars. Still, it was the best source of energy for what she was about to do. She took a bite and felt the energy revive her.
    Taking an image from the many she had seen she began to change the structure of the clothing she wore. She didn’t see the white lace top and bright yellow skirt she had put on to go to the island but instead she saw a sea of vibrating atoms. Manipulating them, she applied the image to her outfit. There was a brief flash of light and excess heat dispersed to reveal her new clothes.
    Happy with the new look, Mirim felt the coarse woven material of the blue trousers. She supposed it would be hard wearing but was pleased with the feel of the short-sleeved yellow top. Mirim again turned to the network of information and searched for their current technological level. Deep in an article on computers, she marveled at how different their technologies were. A hundred years ago, Eleria was far superior in technology to here, but now... Aras’ family had done far more damage to their civilization than she had even suspected. Reaching the end of the article, she felt a powerful surge of power shimmer the air around her. Quickly she requested the location of the source from the Matrix.
    Alert, she realized that if she knew the High-King was alive and was now active, others would not be far behind. Mirim cast about with her mind, pulling strands of energy from all directions around her. When she sensed she had enough, she concentrated on the coordinates the Matrix sent her. Her vision