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wondered how much he could remember. but that was stupid. You just remembered everything you saw. A tabletop, or a scroll full of writing. There was as much information in the grain and coloring of the wood as there was in Xeno's Reflections.
Even so, he was conscious of a certain heaviness of mind, a feeling that if he turned his head sharply then memory would slosh out of his ears.
Urn picked is a pattern of dark and light squares. The ears are very small and laid flat against the head. There are six whiskers. The tail is stubby. Only the hind feet are clawed, three claws on each foot. The fore feet are about the same length as the head and held up against the body. A band of thick hair-”
"That was fifty scrolls ago," said Urn. "He saw the whole scroll for a second or two."
They looked at Brutha. Brutha blinked again.
"You know everything?" said Urn.
"I don't know."up a scroll at random and unrolled it partway."Describe what an Ambiguous Puzuma looks like," he demanded."Don't know," said Brutha. He blinked."So much for Mr. Memory," said Urn."He can't read, boy. That's not fair," said the philosopher."All right. I mean-the fourth picture in the third scroll you saw," said Urn."A four-legged creature facing left," said Brutha. "A large head similar to a cat's and broad shoulders with the body tapering towards the hindquarters. The body