The one basic assumption was that there are no human beings other than Tellurians.
You probably have heard nothing of me: very few Tellurians have, or ever will.
But the Tellurians were to learn that the Nevians held in reserve a means of retreat.
As most Tellurians already know, it is fundamentally a massive cone, covered with scales, based spearhead-like upon the neck.
Funny—they lack a lot of things that we have; but they've got stuff that I wish more of us Tellurians had, too.
"I know what you mean," and the three Tellurians turned their attention downward to the scene on the ground.
Instantly all three were standing in line on the deep-piled rug of the Main, facing the four Tellurians.
Funny--they lack a lot of things we have, but they've got a lot of things that I wish more of us Tellurians had too.
Captain Czuv was right—we Tellurians could not believe in the existence of such a race without the evidence of our own senses.
