Life on other planets -- Fiction; Science fiction; Space warfare -- Fiction
"It was forced, not natural, yes," the Arisian said, gravely, as the
girl was about to leave. "You are many millions of your years ahead of
your natural time. You realize, however, the necessity of that forcing.
You also realize that I can give you no more formal instruction. I will
be with you or on call at all times; I will be of aid in crises; but in
larger matters your further development is in your own hands."
Kathryn shivered. "I realize that, and it scares me clear
through--especially this coming conflict, at which you hint so vaguely.
I wish that you would tell me at least _something_ about it, so
that I could get ready for it!"
"Daughter, I can't." For the first time in Kathryn's experience, Mentor
the Arisian was unsure. "It is certain that we have been on time; but
since the Eddorians have minds of power little, if any, inferior to
our own, there are many details which we cannot derive with certainty,
and to advise you wrongly would be to do you irreparable harm. All
I can say is that if my visualization in that respect is sound, and
I am practically sure that it is, sufficient warning will be given
by your learning, with no specific effort on your part and from some
source other than myself, that there does in fact exist a planet named
'Ploor'--a name which to you is now only a meaningless symbol. Go now,
daughter Kathryn, and work."
* * * * *
Kathryn went; knowing that the Arisian had said all that he would say.
In truth, he had told her vastly more than she had expected him to
divulge; and it chilled her to the marrow to think that she, who had
always looked up to the Arisians as demigods of sorts, would from now
on be expected to act as their equal--in some ways, perhaps, as their
superior! As her speedster tore through space toward distant Klovia
she wrestled with herself, trying to shake her new self down into a
personality as well integrated as her old one had been. She had not
quite succeeded when she felt a thought.
"Help! I am in difficulty with this, my ship. Will any entity receiving
my call and possessing the tools of a mechanic please come to my
assistance? Or, lacking such tools, possessing a vessel of power
sufficient to tow mine to the place where I must immediately go?"
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