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Updated: June 16, 2025
I've been all around the spectrum, and it's not red, blue, green, orange, violet " He broke off, realizing what he had said and what he had seen. "An eighth color," he finished, anticlimatically. "You and your talk of colors," Ringg grumbled, "I wish I knew what you Mentorians see! It's like trying to imagine seeing a smell or hearing light!" Meta laughed. "As far as I know, no one's named it.
"The radiation counter the planetary one, not the one we use in space is out of order. We don't even need it this landing there's no radiation on Lharillis. If it were the landing gear, now, that would be serious. I'm just trying to tell Ringg " "He's trying to say I didn't check it." Ringg was not to be calmed. "It's my professional competence " "Forget it," Bart said.
I'd like to explore them, wouldn't you?" "They look pretty gloomy to me. Probably full of monsters." Ringg patted the hilt of his energon-ray. "This will handle anything short of an armor-plated saurian." Bart shuddered. As part of uniform, he, too, had been issued one of the energon-rays; but he had never used it and didn't intend to. "Just the same, I'd rather stay out here in the sun."
Ringg surveyed him wonderingly, shaking his head. "Say something," he implored, "so I'll know you're Bartol." Bart held out his arm, less gray by the day as the drug wore out of his system. The thin line of the scar was still on it. He raised his forefinger lightly to the fine line on Ringg's cheek. "I couldn't return that now. So let's not get into any more fights."
"I thought you were on leave," said a Lhari voice, deeper and slower than most. "What are you doing, back here more than ten milliseconds before strap-in checks?" Ringg stepped back for Bart to go inside.
There were pale blues and greens and, shimmering among them, a strangely colored crystalline mineral that he had never seen before. It was blue No, Bart thought, that's just the light, it's more like red no, it can't be like both of them at once, and it isn't really like either. In this light Ringg moaned, and Bart, glancing round, saw that he was struggling to sit up.
He took it out, shining it on the back wall of the cave; then drew a long breath of startlement and for a moment forgot Ringg and his own pain. For the back wall of the cave was an exquisite fall of crystal! Minerals glowed there, giant crystals, like jewels, crusted with strange lichen-like growths and colors.
Then darkness took him; and thinking it was death, Bart felt only numb, regretful failure. I've failed, we'll always fail. The Lhari were right all long. But we tried! By God, we tried! "Bartol?" A gentle hand, cat claws retracted, came down on his shoulder. Ringg bent over him. Good-natured rebuke was in his voice.
"That's an order," snapped the officer, "do you think, on this pestilential unlucky planet, we can afford any more bad luck? Metals fatigue, Karol burned so badly the medic thinks he may never use his hand again, and now you and Ringg getting yourselves laid up and out of action? The medic will help me with Ringg; that Mentorian girl can look after you. Get moving!"
"It's better than vitamin lamps," Ringg admitted, "even if it's not very bright." Bart wondered, suddenly and worriedly, about the effects of green sunburn on his chemically altered skin tone. "Well, let's enjoy it while we can," Ringg said, "because it seems to be clouding over. I wouldn't be surprised if it rained." He yawned. "I'm getting bored with this voyage.
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