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Astounding Stories of Super-Science, August 1930
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No
sound
of
the
roaring
flames
came
through
the
globe,
but
every
movement
of
them
was
visible.
Sarka
turned
and
peered
through
the
bottom
of
the
globe;
but
all
he
could
see
below
were
the
flames,
a
molten
indigo
lake
of
them.
Now,
as
they
floated
downward,
the
glow
was
giving
away
to
lighter
blue,
to
white,
almost
pure
white,
like
the
radiance
which
covered
Luar
like
a
mantle.
Sarka
felt
himself
on
the
eve
of
vast
important
discoveries,
and
the
scientist
in
him
made
him,
for
the
moment,
almost
forget
the
woman
at
his
side.
Jaska,
unbothered
about
anything,
now
that
Sarka
was
at
her
side,
regarded
his
expression
of
deep
concentration
with
a
tolerant
smile.
Whiter
now
was
the
light,
and
faster
fell
the
globe
which
held
the
two.
The
color
of
the
globe,
now
fallen
below
the
area
of
blue,
had
taken
on,
chameleonlike,
the
color
of
the
white
flames
that
bathed
it.
Then,
apparently
right
in
the
center
of
a
lake
of
white
flames,
though
Sarka
could
see
no
solid
place
on
which
the
globe
had
landed,
the
globe
came
to
rest.
Now
everything
was
plain
to
see,
and
Sarka
studied
his
surroundings
with
new
interest.
He
felt
a
mounting
sensation
of
scalp-prickling
horror.
For,
scattered
throughout
the
lake
of
white
flames,
in
all
directions,
as
far
as
the
eye
could
reach--standing
alone,
suffering
untold
agonies,
from
the
expressions
on
their
faces--were
people
of
the
Gens
of
Dalis!
No
longer
were
they
clothed
in
green
and
wearing
on
breast
and
back
the
yellow
stars
of
their
Gens.
Now
they
were
nude
as
they
had
come
into
the
world
and
standing
there,
each
was
holding
out
hands
in
horror,
to
hold
back
myriads
of
the
Gnomes,
who
would
have
forced
them
to
submerge
themselves
in
the
white
flames
of
the
lake!
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