parahuman

Updated: May 25, 2025

There wasn't a soul, human or parahuman, in sight; the only living thing was a small black-and-gray quadruped investigating some bundles that had been dropped in the fields, in hope of finding something tasty. He got a view of that everybody liked animal pictures on a newscast and then he was swinging the pickup over the still-burning ruins.

H. Beam Piper - Oomphel in the Sky