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A LOVE THAT CREATES WORLDS
A LOVE THAT CREATES WORLDS
From the book by Vladimir Megre "The New Civilization", part I
(translated by Susan Downing)
Spring was coming into bloom on planet Yalmeza. Grasses resembling earth
grasses, and flowers on the trees and bushes were scenting the air. Along the
path amidst the spring magnificence, Vladislav was walking to the sym-
posium. He would be giving a lecture about the origin of life on planet Yal-
meza. His childhood friend Radomir would serve as his opponent.
At the ripe age of nineteen, Vladislav possessed a broad enough volume
of information to present his theory at any level of the academic board. But
his friend Radomir’s knowledge was no less than his. Radomir and his group
of supporters would exploit any weak point in the speech or any inadequate
reasoning regarding past events. Liudmila would be at the symposium, too.
Liudmila… It just so happened that both of them had loved this girl from the
time they were children. They loved her, but they didn’t admit their love,
not to each other and not to the girl, waiting instead for some kind of sign
from Liudmila:which of them would she prefer?
Vladislav took the long way there on purpose so he could think through
his presentation one more time. But something kept him from concentrating.
He had the feeling someone was watching him. And when he heard some
rustling behind him, Vladislav turned around abruptly. Someone darted from
the path into the bushes and froze in the grass. Vladislav took a few steps
back in that direction and caught sight of his four-year old sister Katya hid-
ing in the grass beneath the bushes.
