

On the morning that the theft of the solar system's sunlight began, Burl Denning woke up in his sleeping bag in the Andes, feeling again the exhilaration of the keen, rarefied mountain air. He glanced at the still sleeping forms of his father and the other members of the Denning Expedition, and sat up, enjoying the first rays of the early morning. The llamas were already awake, moving restlessly back and forth on their padded feet, waiting for their tender to arise, and unleashed them