Sister of Erato

Usage examples of clio.

The ship lights pulsed way down, cranking up the stars to laser intensity as Clio watched through the viewport.

Sometimes Clio thought of it as a merry-go-round, where those rearing horses, nostrils flaring, plunged ahead of her, but only a moment before occupied the very point on the circle, the very point where she and her red-saddled mare now thundered by.

Voices were screaming over the comm, but Clio rode the ship, shutting them out.

She hissed a warning, and they listened for what she heard, but Clio never knew what it was.

And then she ran for the door and threw the bolt, yanked Petya to his feet, and then there were footsteps on the porch and Clio was already in the spare room upstairs, inside the closet and fumbling at the window.

As Clio moved forward, she saw that the committee sat at a lone table anchoring down a maroon Persian carpet of faded splendor.

A woman with no hair spat on the sidewalk as Clio passed, marking her territory.

Her lips rolled back off her teem again, and she dismissed Clio with a wave.

And Petya covered his ears when he heard it, but Clio just lay frozen in place and stared at the kitchen windows, where shadows passed now and then.

Neither Hillis nor Clio had been on the Leery mission, had never pulled down a haul like Leery.

He was holding Clio in the backseat, brushing her hair with his hand, over and over.

He released Clio and started poking around in the refrigeration hatch for something to eat.

All through the Niang voyage, Hillis had sought Clio out, seemed to want her company more than ever.

And so Clio held him while he talked, talked about Green politics, about his work.

Estevan walked clockwise, Clio counterclockwise around the perimeter, where the floodlights did a fairly good job of illumination except for the dark patches between the widely spaced lights.