“With unseeing eyes, Major George Tomson gazed down into the training hall from his place of work window. The F-omat, at the desk in the back of him, flicked to standby but the last message loomed in his mind and arrested all further thought. The soft footfall in the corridor and the gentle tap at the door went unnoticed. He vaguely sensed a faint aromatic odour.
‘Major Tomson, I consider congratulations are in order.’
George spun on his heels to face the tall figure with elfin features, dressed in white.”
“Commander Akira Yamamoto sat cross-legged at the floor of his spherical place of work, eating his morning rice. The entirely transparent construction gave him a commanding view down the central shaft of Kasei Base. Intelligence Officer Chimon Yamada steeled himself and walked across the glass bridge towards the orb-like place of work – he tried his best not to concentrate on the bottomless depths, with partial success.”
The colony on Mars was once founded by people of Japanese descent. A strong hierarchy and deference are still part of their culture. One of the vital citizens of Mars hold strong religious views concerning the Earth.“The still warm vole gave a satisfying crunch as Bora surveyed the scene. One eye focused upon the preparations at the foreshore, the other scanned the heavens for a sign from the Gods – the louring grey clouds gave no clue as to their intentions.”
Intelligent life on Earth is no longer human. Communication within society is dominated by colour. The Gods speak through the Aurora Borealis and Australis.
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