Gril stared at the petroglyphs. It was true—all stories did contain some element of truth in them. The petroglyphs were also a representation of what life was like thousands of years ago. Where he lived, some mountains had been eroded and the drifting sands had covered others. The leading scientists on Tearraid were constantly discovering new artifacts, but in all honesty, most research in the past five hundred plus years had been focused on space travel and understanding life elsewhere.
He blinked when he heard a splash. It took him a moment to realize that Madas had stripped out of her clothes and was now enjoying the pool. His body reacted when he saw her floating on her back, staring up at the stars. Her tail moved back and forth to keep her from sinking. He could see the tips of her
