"Benford G - Furious Gulf" - читать интересную книгу автора (Benford Gregory)Killeen reached a smooth ridge in the Argo's complex bulges and
stopped, as if on the brow of a real mountain, back on the planet of their birth. Their ship was a last grand construction of their ancestors, a vessel as big as a hill. Beyond him loomed a vast dark cloud, like a smudge of ink against the flaming stars. Killeen turned and looked back at his son. As Toby approached he saw Killeen's expression shift to a plaintive longing. --If only there were planets here... -- --Can't be, I heard,--Toby said flatly, hoping to jar their talk back to realities. --Why?--Killeen asked sharply. --Look at these stars! They're flying past each other so close, they strip planets dean free of their parent sun.-- --Well, that sets planets drifting free, sure. So?--Killeen said stubbornly. --Sure, free. And frozen. Too far from any sun. No plant life. No food.-- no place for life?-- --Yeasay. Prob'ly none for us, either.--Toby ventured this opinion mostly to snap his father out of his illusions. Maybe even get him to rethink this foolhardy venture to True Center. Killeen gave him a sober, almost plaintive look.--We have to go on.-- --Why? The radiation levels are so high, Argo can barely hold it off. Just coming outside here, you're risking heavy exposure.-- --It's our duty, I tell you.-- --Dad, your first duty is to Argo, to your crew.-- 4 Gregory Benford --There's something near the Galactic Center. We have to find out what.- Toby snorted in frustration. Killeen's eyes narrowed at this, but Toby told himself he was speaking for a majority of the crew. That was his duty, too. He said bitterly,--Moldy old records hint--hint!--at something. |
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