His translator-stones
his perceptions to the new image surrounding him. There was a shifting of magnitude, and the data-streamers expanded, enclosing him. Their wispy detail hardened, transformed into long ice crystals in a fantastic array, mirroring the enormous snowflake that enveloped his outer body.
He felt the Maksu withdrawing, as pathways opened around him.
He sensed, with rising excitement, that each one of those sparkling slivers contained more information than all of humanity's datanets combined. Perhaps now he was in a place from which he could query and comprehend. He moved tentatively, and discovered that with gentle t