The Black Star Passesby John Campbell
Taj Lamor gazed steadily down at the vast dim bulk of the ancient city spread out beneath him. In the feeble light of the stars its mighty masses of up-flung metal buildings loomed strangely, like the shells of some
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The arrival of an unseen dark sun whose attendant marauders aimed at the very end of civilization in this Solar System....
Taj Lamor gazed steadily down at the vast dim bulk of the ancient city spread out beneath him. In the feeble light of the stars its mighty masses of up-flung metal buildings loomed strangely, like the shells of some vast race of crustacea, long extinct. Slowly he turned, gazing now out across the great plaza, where rested long rows of slender, yet mighty ships. Thoughtfully he stared at their dim, half-seen shapes.
Taj Lamor was not human. Though he was humanoid, Earth had never seen creatures just like him. His seven foot high figure seemed a bit ungainly by Terrestrial standards, and his strangely white, hairless flesh, suggesting unbaked dough, somehow gave the impression of near-transparency. His eyes were disproportionately large, and the black disc of pupil in the white corneas was intensified by contrast. Yet perhaps his race better deserved the designation homo sapiens than Terrestrians do, for it was wise with the accumulated wisdom of uncounted eons.
He turned to the other man in the high, cylindrical, dimly lit tower room overlooking the dark metropolis, a man far older than Taj Lamor, his narrow shoulders bent, and his features grayed with his years. His single short, tight-fitting garment of black plastic marked him as one of the Elders. The voice of Taj Lamor was vibrant with feeling:
"Tordos Gar, at last we are ready to seek a new sun. Life for our race!"
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Scifi is often dated. The cutting edge speculation of yester-year rarely holds up to modern developments. In Black Star, the airplanes of the 23rd century (thats still 200 years from today) are driven by propellers, there is no concept of electronics, and the authors theory about the formation of planets seems almost silly. However, once you get past those sorts of things, there is a lot of interesting ideas in there, ones I haven't read in other scifi stories. Which, when you consider it was written in 1930, is remarkable. So if you can cut him some slack for not being prescient, you're in for an interesting fun read.