MerryellaBrandybuck

        A group of five was slowly getting through a bush which was partly covering a narrow path through the jungle. The air was humid and warm, full of animal sounds. An inattentive watcher could have thought they found themselves somewhere around the Earth's equator. However, brightly orange and purple plants obviously didn't belong to flora of Earth. Maggie's crew was currently on a small planet near the head of Cygnus.        „Argh, I hate markets!“ Malcolm growled and pushed away a branch. „And we had to end up here of all the bloody planets!         „Carrean markets have a great tradition, sir,“ Xanir

    A group of children cringed at the sound of footsteps. They were all trembling with fear. Then a small green face framed by blue hair appeared at the mouth of the cave and the fear was gone. A young boy, slightly older than the others, slipped into the cave and the children surrounded him immediately. A girl with long hair pulled his sleeve. "Artinaes, can we go outside?" Artinaes shook his head. Despite his young age he seemed very serious. "I am sorry, Taya. There's too many humans, we cannot leave."    "Have you seen our fater or mother?" a small boy asked.    "No, Naren, I haven't. Sorry." Artinaes counted the children as fast as h

    He grew up in absolute darkness. It wasn't a darkness as a lack of knowledge or something like that but real darkness. Before certain age the rocetexian children never left the caves they were born in. It was the place where Xanir learned everything, where he slept, played... He had no idea how the other kids or adults looked like. He only knew their voices and shadows on walls. Just like the other Rocetexians he had perfect sense of hearing, feeling and smell, along with sensing emotions and feelings through a touch. He had no opportunity to try out his sight. Xanir didn't even know how he himself looked like. He knew he had long hair an