WORD FLASHED GOLD

© Dana W. Paxson 2005

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WORD FLASHED GOLD

1562 4D

A huge, shuddering wave of disturbance passed through the alien vessel. Anhmharh summoned Mharhthail. “It has started. They’re breaking through.”

“I feel it. What can we do?”

“We can’t stop them. But the time for qaqanhialh is nearly here. We’ll make the hanhorhn, and then we can eliminate them without harming the planet.

“It’s time to move faster. I will call the meeting for qaqanhialh, to be convened in the human City. Then we’ll build the Engharhnhas.” In growing shadows, Anhmharh‘s final word flashed gold.

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