A group of baldly hostile "misfits" on planet Delmak-O seem to be outward (or inward or merely sideways) bound. And even electrically transmitted prayers to the real Deity in all His manifestations are short circuited. While on bleak Delmak-O there are tiny buildings that roam about with cannon, bees that point cameras and flies that play Granada, while the group of thirteen continue their murders and cogitations, and Seth, the protagonist, opts for eternal silence once he's learned the score. Psycho-theo-logistics, cloudy with conundrums, but it holds one.
