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Updated: June 4, 2025
Some Brion could understand, though he tried not to listen. Fears of losing credits, not getting the highest grade, falling behind, a woman alone in a world of men, leaving school, being lost, trampled among the nameless hordes that struggled for survival in the crowded city-states of Earth. There were other things she was afraid of that made no sense to a man of Anvhar.
Will you come with me offworld? There's a job that must be done; it's my job, but I'm going to need help. You're the only one who can give me that help. "Now refuse," he added as Brion started to answer. "Of course I refuse," Brion said, feeling a little foolish and slightly angry, as if the other man had put the words into his mouth. "Anvhar is my planet why should I leave?
We have a special problem on Anvhar probably the same thing occurs on every planet where the human race has made a massive adaptation. Not all unions are fertile and there is always a large percentage of miscarriages. A large number of births are conceived by artificial insemination. Which is all right when you can't have babies normally.
There are other planets in this system, all of them more or less conforming to the plane of the ecliptic. Anvhar is obviously a rogue, perhaps a captured planet of another sun. For the greatest part of its 780-day year it arcs far out from its primary, in a high-angled sweeping cometary orbit.
My life is here and so is my work. I also might add that I have just won the Twenties. I have a responsibility to remain." "Nonsense. I'm a Winner, and I left. What you really mean is you would like to enjoy a little of the ego-inflation you have worked so hard to get. Off Anvhar no one even knows what a Winner is much less respects one.
The Anvharians had always taken pride in this as if being so unimportant that no one else even wanted to come near you could possibly be a source of pride. All the other worlds of man grew, fought, won, lost, changed. Only on Anvhar did life repeat its sameness endlessly, like a loop of tape in a player.... Brion's eyes were moist; he blinked. Tears!
It has been two generations since an empathetic was last born on Anvhar, and I have been watching carefully most of that time." "What in blazes is an empathetic and how do you recognize it when you have found it?" Brion chuckled, this talk was getting preposterous. "I can recognize one because I'm one myself there is no other way.
The professional hunters no longer had markets for their furs, since Anvhar possessed no interstellar ships of its own. There had been no real physical hardship involved in the Breakdown as it affected Anvhar, since the planet was completely self-sufficient.
"It was in the beginning, and there were some disastrous results of attempts to force populations into a political climate where they didn't belong. They weren't all failures Anvhar here is a striking example of how good the technique can be when correctly applied. It's not done this way any more, though.
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