The Devolutionist and the EmancipatrixFlint, Homer Eon
Science
The Devolutionist and the Emancipatrix
Flint, Homer Eon
Life on other planets -- Fiction; Science fiction
A narrow road met her eyes. Once it might have been twice as wide,
but now the thicket encroached until there was barely room enough,
judged the doctor, for a single vehicle to pass. Its surface was
badly broken up--apparently it had been concrete--and grass grew in
every crack. Nevertheless, it was a bona-fide road.
For the first time in a long while, Rolla was temporarily off her
guard. The doctor was able to impress her with the idea of "Follow
this road!" and to his intense gratification the woman started away
from the river at once.
Soon the novelty of the thing wore off enough for her to concern
herself with fresh food. She discovered plenty of berries, also
three kinds of nuts; all were strange to her, yet she ate them
without question, and suffered nothing as a result, so far as the
doctor could see.
The sun was less than an hour from the horizon when the road, after
passing over a slight rise, swung in a wide arc through the woods
and thus unveiled a most extraordinary landscape. It was all the
more incredible because so utterly out of keeping with what Rolla
had just passed through. She had been in the wilderness; now--
A vast city lay before her. Not a hundred yards away stood a low,
square building of some plain, gray stone. Beyond this stretched
block upon block--mile upon mile, rather--of bona-fide residences,
stores and much larger buildings. It is true that the whole place
was badly overgrown with all sorts of vegetation; yet, from that
slight elevation, there was no doubt that this place was, or had
been, a great metropolis.
Presently it became clear that "had been" was the correct term.
Nothing but wild life appeared. Rolla looked closely for any signs
of human occupancy, but saw none. To all appearances the place was
deserted; and it was just as easy to say that it had been so for ten
centuries as for one.
"There seems no good reason why I should not go farther," commented
Rolla aloud, to boost her courage. "Perchance I shall find the magic
stone in this queer place."
It speaks well for her self-confidence that, despite the total
strangeness of the whole affair--a city was as far out of her line
as aviation to a miner--she went forward with very little
hesitation. None of the wild creatures that scuttled from her sight
alarmed her at all; the only things she looked at closely were such
bees as she met. The insects ignored her altogether, except to keep
a respectful distance.
"These masters," observed Rolla with satisfaction, "know nothing of
me. I shall not obey them till they threaten me." But there was no
threatening.
For the most part the buildings were in ruins. Here and there a
structure showed very little damage by the elements. In more than
one case the roof was quite intact. Clearly the materials used were
exceptional, or else the place had not been deserted very long. The
doctor held to the latter opinion, especially after seeing a certain
brown-haired dog running to hide behind a heap of stones.
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