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Title: A World is Born

Author: Leigh Douglass Brackett

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A WORLD IS BORN

by

LEIGH BRACKETT

[Illustration]

_The first ripples of blue fire touched Dio's men. Bolts of it fastened
on gun-butts, and knuckles. Men screamed and fell. Jill cried out as he
tore silver ornaments from her dress._

Mel Gray flung down his hoe with a sudden tigerish fierceness and stood
erect. Tom Ward, working beside him, glanced at Gray's Indianesque
profile, the youth of it hardened by war and the hells of the Eros
prison blocks.

A quick flash of satisfaction crossed Ward's dark eyes. Then he grinned
and said mockingly.

"Hell of a place to spend the rest of your life, ain't it?"

Mel Gray stared with slitted blue eyes down the valley. The huge sun of
Mercury seared his naked body. Sweat channeled the dust on his skin. His
throat ached with thirst. And the bitter landscape mocked him more than
Wade's dark face.

"The rest of my life," he repeated softly. "The rest of my life!"

He was twenty-eight.

Wade spat in the damp black earth. "You ought to be glad--helping the
unfortunate, building a haven for the derelict...."

"Shut up!" Fury rose in Gray, hotter than the boiling springs that ran
from the Sunside to water the valleys. He hat