Adventure stories; Science fiction; Space warfare -- Fiction
From all the suns about us, our space-chart showed, great masses of
interstellar ships were also flashing inward into the galaxy, the first
exodus of the galaxy's people from the outer suns and worlds, driven
inward by the fear of these mighty invaders from the outer void who had
already destroyed the galaxy's fleet, and were preparing now to grasp
all our universe. Far behind us I could see the great ball of suns that
was the Cancer cluster, glowing in supreme splendor at the galaxy's
edge, and I knew that even now, on the worlds of those thronging suns,
the great fleet of the invading serpent-creatures would be settling,
would be moving to and fro, wiping out the races that thronged those
worlds, wrecking and annihilating the civilizations upon them and
making of all the suns and worlds of the great cluster a base for their
future attacks upon and conquest of the galaxy. Could we, in any way,
save ourselves from that conquest? It seemed hopeless, and now, weary
as we were with crushing fatigue from the swift succession of events
that had crowded upon us in the last few hours, since our discovery
of the invading swarm's approach, it was with a dull despair that I
watched Canopus enlargening ahead as we flashed on toward it.
On between the galaxy's thronging suns we raced, our vast speed
carrying us through them and through the swarming, panic-driven ships
about them before they could glimpse us. Onward, inward, we flashed,
veering here and there to avoid some star's far-swinging planets,
dipping or rising to keep clear of the masses of traffic that
were jamming the space-lanes leading inward, racing on at the same
unvarying, tremendous velocity while we three in the pilot room, and
the remainder of our crew beneath, strove to remain awake and conscious
against the utterly crushing oppression of fatigue that pressed down
upon us. At last we were flashing past the last of the suns between
us and Canopus, and the great white central sun lay full before us, a
gigantic globe of blazing, brilliant light. As we leapt toward it I saw
Korus Kan gradually decreasing our speed, our ship slackening in its
tremendous flight as we slanted down toward the planets of the great
sun, and toward the inmost planet that was the center of the galaxy's
government.
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