
Never would've gotten that, though I might have to check it out.
Yet another one for the list.
Moderator: Orlion
On the day I grew up enough for my hair to start turning white, my parents summoned all the members of our thronging cluster to the family khuta, for a ceremony giving me my proper name -- Hph-wayuo.
[edit again] Didn't mean to double post there.Twenty-six months before her second birthday, Maia learned the true difference between winter and summer.
It wasn't simply the weather, or the way hot-season lightning storms used to crackle amid tall ships anchored in the harbor. Nor even the eye-tingling stab of Wengel - so distinct from other stars.
The real difference was much more personal.
.Fins had been making wisecracks about human beings for thousands of years. They had always found men terribly funny. The fact that humanity had recently meddled with their genes, and taught them engineering, hadn't done much to change their attitude.
Fins were still smart-alecks
There had been harbingers. Early in May of 2203, news-machines were excited by a flight of white crows over Sweden. A series of unexpected fires demolished half the Oiseau-Lyre Hill, a basic industrial pivot of the system. Small round stones fell near work-camp installations on Mars. At Batavia, the Directorate of the nine-planet Federation, a two-headed Jersey calf was born: a certain sign that something of incredible magnitude was brewing.