Human-alien encounters -- Fiction; Science fiction; Short stories; Space ships -- Fiction
Shellon considered his questions. There was a faraway look in her eyes.
Finally she said, "He is so far away that your hyper space drive cannot
reach him. He is beyond the reach of Galactic Service."
Anger gripped Rik suddenly. "He took the oath to serve Galactic unto
death. And my father is no deserter."
Shellon regarded him thoughtfully. "Your mind tells me that Eiler Guelf
was your hero, and after your mother died both of you were lonely.
Would it hurt if I told you he has mated with a woman of my race, that
he is now a Titan?"
Rik gasped. It was incredible. Yet Eiler Guelf had believed in such
a race as the Titans. Wherever spacemen met, sooner or later talk of
a giant race would crop up. But until the crystal ship had appeared,
there had been no real evidence of such a race. Unless they were
Vegans, Rigellians. "How could my father become a Titan?" he said.
"Between your world and ours there stands a barrier," she explained.
"Where the Markab is docked there is a barrier which is within my
touch, but is your dimension. This side of the barrier, where I am
sitting is our dimension--what you call 'Titan' world.
"Eiler Guelf," she added, "decided to come through that barrier. It
was his own choice."
Rik felt like sitting down. He felt confused. Why should the woman
alter the truth? "Why--what do you want of men like my father? Of
Earthmen?"
She rose to her feet deliberately. The white robe, gossamer despite
its tremendous width and length, fell from her shoulders. As the mass
of sheen dropped to the floor the woman let her hair down, a golden,
shimmering screen about her white body. And as Rik Guelf watched, a
great trembling seized him and he sank weakly to the floor....
A dream is without substance, incoherent in pattern. Rik Guelf knew
this was no dream, but he felt as helpless now as he would have been in
a dream as there came to him a vision....
A great city, stretching to infinity, grew from the space behind the
woman. There were towers of many hues, all connected by runways. There
were peaks in the distance, and on either side of a vast plain. He saw
a stretch of green water. And above it the sky was also green.
From a copper disk above the city came light. It was a mammoth sun but
without the hot intensity of Rik's home sun. This was the home of the
Titans....
There were ships on the water, air vehicles, land machines, people in
loose, thin clothing. There was verdure, trees, flowers in gardens
surrounding the entire city....
And the woman was talking to him, through the vision. It was her home,
this city. It had the same name as her ship--_Avol_. And Avol was the
center of Titan culture, with schools, technical institutes, great
temples of learning....
And no military organization of any kind.
There was no war here for struggle between the life forms was not
necessary. Only from the archives did they know of war.
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