From fortifying at annewine.nl  Wed Sep  2 16:03:21 2009
From: fortifying at annewine.nl (Wolfgram Frierson)
Date: Wed Sep  2 16:06:22 2009
Subject: [Regionalwatch] le I help Wa
Message-ID: <4A9E7948.1070508@annewine.nl>

 Dad and your father all that happened. Perhaps in the telling, we can
straighten out our own ideas a bit." For the next hour the three men
talked, each telling his story, and trying to explain the whys and
wherefores of what he had seen. In the end all agreed on one point: if
they were to fight this enemy, they _must_ have ships that could travel
though space with speed to match that of the invaders, ships with a
self-contained source of power. During a brief lull in the conversation,
Morey commented rather sarcastically: "I wonder if Arcot will now kindly
explain his famous invisible light, or the lost star?" He was a bit
nettled by his own failure to remember that a star could go black. "I
can't see what connection this has with their sudden attack. If they
were there, they must have developed when the star was bright, and as a
star requires millions of years to cool down, I can't see how they could
suddenly appear in space." Before answering, Arcot reached into a drawer
of his desk and pulled out an old blackened briar pipe. Methodically he
filled it, a thoughtful frown on his face; then carefully lighting it,
he leaned back, puffing out a thin column of gray smoke. "Those
creatures must have developed on their planets before the sun cooled."
He puffed slowly. "They are, then, a race millions of years old--or so I
believe. I can't give any scientific reason for this feeling; it's
merely a hunch. I just have a feeling that the invaders are old, older
than our very planet! This little globe is just about two billion years
old. I feel that that race is so very ancient they may well have counted
the revolutions of our galaxy as, once every twenty or thirty million
years, it swung about its center. "When I looked at those great
machines, and those comparatively little beings as they handled their
projectors, they seemed out of place. Why?" He shrugged. "Again, just a
hunch, an impression." He paused again, and the slow smoke drifted
upward. "If I'm granted the premise that a black, dead star is
approaching the Solar System, then my theorizing may seem more logical.
You agree?" The listeners nodded and Arcot continued. "Well--I had an
idea--and when I went downstairs for the handling machine, I c
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