Anyone left aboard would have been carbonized by such a massive fireball. “Will you look at that,” Rory Reyes shouted down from the bridge, delighted at seeing the ungainly old warbird with its high wings and engines like Dumbo’s ears. Mercer didn’t want to disturb the site more than necessary, so he didn’t want to rip the hatch clean off, but it seemed they might not have a choice. Normally he wasn’t all that sentimental, but he couldn’t help thinking what this moment represented. One of the most enduring mysteries of the twentieth century had just been solved, revealing the final resting places of two brave souls.

A principle in coastal geomorphology

His initial thought was that the crystal could offer unprecedented protection to microelectronics for nano-scalar circuitry, but soon after Fortescue instead found himself drawn into a geoengineering experiment to try to strengthen Earth’s magnetic field. D’Avejan had told him his work would help avert a global climate catastrophe. Jean-Robert wasn’t so certain about that side of the experiment, but with d’Avejan’s encouragement he was eager to continue. The Akademik Nikolay Zhukovsky was 560 feet of post-Soviet glory. Her hull was painted black, the superstructure white, and all interior passages that particular shade of institutional green that the Russians seemed to love so much, or could purchase at a tremendous discount.

Rates and forms of erosion on inter-tidal platforms at Kaikoura Peninsula, South Island New Zealand

means ‘the town of the plough,’ and is referred to in the Ptolemaic
inscriptions at Edfu as the capital of Kenem (Kharga). It is not
certain whether the town, which probably existed into the Middle
Ages, was in the immediate vicinity of the temple, or, as suggested
by Rohlfs, near Nadûra, a smaller edifice on a marked eminence a
little to the south-east. There is little doubt that originally nearly all the wells in
Southern Kharga had their outlets on the same level as the plain. Owing to the periodical deposition of wind-borne materials, the
cultivated lands have gradually risen, until at the present day
they form, in the majority of cases, terraces standing well above
the general level. This continual raising of the land has
necessitated a corresponding elevation of the wells, with the
result that the wooden linings originally put into the bores have
been completely lost sight of. Instead of issuing from a clean,
unobstructed hole, the water has now to force its way upwards
through a great mass of sandy mud, and before it can be utilized it
has to rise to a much higher level than formerly.

That had to have had some higher meaning to him, so the shaman came here to learn why this happened and decided this was such a sacred spot, a womb within the living rock, that he wanted it for his sepulcher. He had to recognize that it was the crystals that attracted the sky fire, so they were the real power here. The locals who settled this area would have experienced the lightning striking this particular piece of mountain. Maybe they had explored the cave, but seeing the corpse had persuaded them to leave the site alone. But Dillman came along, a field geologist who, if he was anything like Mercer, would take local lore and custom into account when prospecting. He figured there was something underground attracting an inordinate amount of lightning, and he came in to investigate.

In Dakhla Oasis the temperature of the wells often
rises as high as 90° or 95° F., the highest recorded being 105° F. In Bir el Dinaria, a bore sunk fifteen or sixteen years ago, and
the deepest and most northerly in that oasis. In Kharga it is
seldom that we meet with temperatures over 90° F., the well-waters
at Headquarters varying from 86° to 88° F.

However, the gun had a shortened barrel and improved choke, so the cluster of shot expanded just enough. “We need to get out of here,” he said, bracing her in the pantry and sloshing over to the front of the house. The window suddenly disintegrated as a pair of pistols were unleashed in a fusillade that came with unimaginable savagery.

The world spun by in a kaleidoscope of water and land and rain as the house weaved its way toward the Mississippi. It was the nerve-jangling sound of the emergency response system, that annoying tone most people switched away from when listening to the radio or watching television. But in parts of the country where residents understood that nature had not yet been tamed, they heeded these signals as life-or-death alerts. She said this last line looking over her shoulder as she fiddled with the copper teapot atop the blue ring of burning propane. Mercer imagined that her convincing delivery was enough to deter most everyone who ever asked, but not him. Hoover had to have coached her on what to say and she’d likely practiced it in the years following his death, but that had been many, many years ago.

A palpable hum grew in the distance, nothing deafening, nothing really more than a background sound. Mercer had expected a torrent of power from the reactor to funnel through whatever apparatus they’d devised for the crystals, or to make a commanding high-tech tone while blinding light shot to the heavens from the main antenna dish. The vapor from the cooling system didn’t even show the tiniest perturbation. The Zhukovsky’s main deck towered twenty feet above the waterline, and the two men climbed it in just a couple of minutes.

Hanging around the Midwest to see if Mercer’s body was discovered was not an appealing prospect. Coetzer hung up the phone and immediately called the airlines. He held on the line until a customer service representative asked him where he wished to travel.

Law of Cross-Cutting Relationships

He was about to go on, but movement over her shoulder drew his attention. Jordan was tall enough for him to need to push her out of the way a little to clearly see the tree-lined street. A compact car — a Honda Fit — was driving by much too slowly for the time of day. Mercer had never seen the driver and the man had never seen him, but they both recognized each other as being someone out of place. The town was as much a part of the school as the school was of the town. In fact Killenburg would have long since become a ghost town when an upstream hydro project siphoned off half its stream — and thus the motive power for the two mills that had once employed its citizens.

In this hellish place, tiny bits of the original shard were forced to grow once again, adding to themselves the way a lizard regrows a tail. And like the reptile, the new appendage wasn’t quite as good as the original. Fortescue was as eager as d’Avejan to obtain a larger selection of real gems, though for him this was an intellectual exercise rather than a quest for profit.

Many extinct wells have thus
been put into good working order, though in some cases the divers
have been unable to overcome the difficulties encountered, and the
wells have been finally abandoned after months, or even years, of
labour. Christianity was introduced into Egypt in the early part of the
Roman domination, and spread rapidly through the country, although
the national Egyptian or Coptic Church was not established until
A.D. Judging by the size and
importance of the cemetery at the south end of Jebel Têr, and by
the numerous monasteries, Christianity must have had a great
following in the oasis of Kharga. During this period many of the
temples in Upper Egypt were converted into churches, and it was not
until A.D. 640, when the Caliphs conquered
the country, that Christianity began to wane.

Perhaps the simplest form consists of a short iron rod, a sort of
crowbar or jumper, suspended from a palm-fibre rope, and with a
tiny basket attached[194] to the lower end. In some cases the end of
the jumper is itself fashioned into the form of a cup, so that the
basket of plaited grass or palm-leaf can be dispensed with. The rod
is worked up and down in the bore, so as to stir up the sand and
clay at the bottom, which settles in the basket or cup, and is
periodically hoisted to the surface. The rope is worked over a
wooden roller fixed alongside the mouth of the well, a contrivance
which enables the up-and-down motion to be given with a minimum of
energy and friction. The process is often continued for years, the
material which can be removed in a day only amounting to a few

(This description is from the Geochronology unit at Rice University.) Fission-track dating was used at Zhoukoudian. A more sensitive type of fission track dating is called alpha-recoil. The main drawback to dendrochronology is its reliance on the existence of relatively long-lived vegetation with annual growth rings.