CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
TERRA FIRMA
Ramuell’s heart was pounding when the transport’s doors slid open, and he took his first steps on the surface of an alien world. It was the most exciting moment in his young life. Azazel met him in the rock bunker just south of the landing pad. Naturally occurring unhewn stone was used for all landing and take-off control bunkers on Ghrain-3. At some point Domhanians would disassemble the control bunkers and scatter the huge stones asunder, leaving no trace of their existence to be found by future generations of sapien archaeologists.
Azazel swatted aside Ramuell’s proffered palm and pulled his young friend into an embrace. He noted the surprised expression on Ramuell’s face and said, “You’re on Ghrain-3 now. You’ll find our customs have evolved to fit the
