When Orietta first woke, she found herself lying on a low pallet covered in a rough blanket and bathed in a dark green light. A low headache had lodged itself into the back of her skull and she ached all over. She knew that she must now be inside the great glass dome of the Enclave. Twisting round she saw that her bed was resting on a wide metal platform high above the ground. A ledge dropping down behind the platform led left to become a gently curving ramp bonded to the inner surface of the dome. It was presumably the way that she'd been brought to the platform. Through the thick emerald glass of the dome she could see one of the four tall metal obelisks which were positioned round the edge of the Enclave and she could look out over the down land where their shadows fell over the grass. A surpassing weariness overtook her. It was warm and comfortable and despite her muscular pains and her anxiety about this strange place she could not prevent herself from falling back into a deep sleep. When she woke again she felt much better, though she had the feeling that many hours had passed and she was now very hungry. An old man with white hair and long blue robes was standing on the ledge below the head of the bed. "I see you are awake again. Do not be afraid. You have been brought inside the Enclave for your own safety", he said. "My name is Hirilow and this particular Enclave is a Station Of Seers, a place we also know as Kalonia. I say again. Do not be afraid. Almost everything you have been told about the Enclaves is false; almost everything."