that they were also used by intrepid inhabitants for moments of solitude or intimacies. Looking at one of the US flags flying so proudly, Wolf had the overwhelming feeling that he was free. He could speak, think and dream as he wished unlike his life in Genetica where he was always on his guard. “You’re so deep in thought,” she said gently. “It looks like a nice place to survey the world .” He looked up at a derelict sky scraper. “You’re not thinking of going up there, are you?” she smiled. She knew that he wanted to dream about the possibilities of an expanding horizon and that it was important that he went up as far as he could and saw the world before him. They walked up an endless flight of stairs. They had to be careful of crumbling masonry works. They managed to reach the highest point and from their vantage point they saw the patchwork of communities in their small pieces of claimed land, the glass dome shining like the hideous egg of a dying beast, the savannah lands and beyond it the desert. They saw that they were like an island with the vast sea encroaching on them. He had only heard about it and he gasped in awe at seeing it for the first time. They heard the faint whirring of rotors from heliships in the distance. They sensed that they were out looking for them. As they returned to the ground level, they saw Mario looking at Wolf in awe. “You look so perfect, ” he smiled. “Welcome to the Fringes!” Wolf was going to make a joke that he also looked like an inhabitant but held his tongue. He might be treading on sensitive ground. “Stop treating him like a distant cousin,” she turned to Wolf. Mario blushed and Wolf sensed that he had also emanated from Genetica. She had not seen Mario’s reaction and Wolf was thankful that she had not caught on. “He’s a kind of tech wiz kid and sometimes forgets he’s with people.” Wolf could see that she was very fond of him and treated him as a brother. “You came back safely and took in the heights.” “He wanted to see the world,” she laughed and then turned serious. “Of all places why did you bring us through here?” “We’ve been through this. This was the best option.” “So what sort of things do you do?” Wolf asked and Lilydeen looked irritated. “I was beginning to feel worri ed that you were not going to ask. We’re going to be great friends. I’m going to teach you all I know and you’ll let me in on some of the wizardry in Genetica.” “He’s linked to the Oracle program that can simulate the future and do other complex things,” she said. “I fed her most of the data about you and of course you know more of her then she knows about herself.” “Aw thanks. Now you’ve given everything away there’s no mystery left for romance,” she joked. “Be careful what you say and don’t speak too soon,” Mario laughed. Wolf seeing how she was very uncomfortable with the prospect of falling in love with him quickly changed the subject, “I’m sure you can get the Oracle to help me find out why I keep dreaming of this guy Dr Josef Mengele.” The name seemed to trip something in Mario’s wired brain. He shuddered but pretended that the sound of oncoming drones and a heliship had affected him. He hoped that Wolf had not noticed. They hurled themselves against the shadows of the building the moment they heard the rotors coming closer. They hurried off. They were already late for their rendezvous. The city went on endlessly with some areas looking well ordered while others looked neglected. The sea gradually glistened in the distance. Wolf was pleasantly surprised that the Fringes did not have the controlled climate of Globia. The sun was warmer. Dark clouds formed in distant parts of the sky. Birds flew freely and insects moved in their own familiar spaces. “We have to move through a rough neighborhood,” Mario told Wolf with just the slightest tinge of nervousness in his voice. Wolf