The Quarry

[Rage Menelas]

[font=Lucida Sans Unicode]Ryan sat stunned for awhile. His master allowed him time to digest this new revelation, sat patiently fully expecting to answer those questions that would inevitably arise. He didn't have long to wait...

But, how could my people be survivors of a cataclysm...? You said all the ancients died.

That is what we thought at the time. That is what was reported by the ships that brought us the news. After we rebuilt our starflyer technology we were able to revisit Earth. We found that there had been survivors after all. In fact, we were quite impressed with the numbers of people that were actually flourishing there. This was the time of your ancient Egyptians, Babylonians, Phoenicians. We were thrilled to know that our ancestral birthplace was rebounding. The Federation immediately put it under its protection to safeguard it while it developed. Then, of course, we discovered the existence of other starflyer cultures operating in this sector of space; they had their own plans for Earth.

Ryan nodded. He would need a lot of time to process all this new information. And he had not given up the notion that he had acted appropriately back on Pella'agre, but he was willing to give the old man the benefit of the doubt... for now. He sighed and tried on a smile. So, what's on the agenda for today?

Flying lessons, my apprentice, flying lessons...