I have to wrap this up and take a skimmer up to the Argos.
I could believe that she was running out of time. In the background I heard the wailing of sirens and the robotic drone of a countdown, hours and minutes creeping by until the arrival of their worst nightmare.
Unfortunately, we can’t take the livestock with us, but being forewarned by the Thubanese more than a year ago that this was a very real possibility, our scientists took steps and began the process of freezing embryos once again. Hopefully the sheep, cattle, and poultry we leave behind will continue to thrive without our care. They’re God’s creatures, so we’ll pray they survive as best they can and escape the voracious appetite of the Ga’tore. We’re also leaving behind some skiffs so you—whoever you are—will be able to trav
