better-than-graphite

Updated: May 16, 2025

Knowing what we were like, maybe! That we'd steal their ships, their secrets, their lives! The deepening color of the badge seemed the one visible thing in a strange glaring world. He walked along the row of bunkers, realizing he need not check if they were full or empty the Lhari wouldn't live long enough to harvest their better-than-graphite lubricant. They'd be dead. The last bunker was empty.

Marion Zimmer Bradley - The Colors of Space