Аннотация
Clifford D. Simak
The Werewolf Principle
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The creature halted, crouched low against the ground, staring at the tiny points of light that lay ahead, burning softly through the darkness.
The creature whimpered, frightened and uneasy.
The world was much too hot and wet and the darkness was too thick, There was too much and too large vegetation. The atmosphere was in violent motion and the vegetation moaned in agony. Far off in the distance there were vague flarings and flashings of light, which did nothing to illuminate the night, and somewhere far away something was complaining in long, low rumblings. And there was life, far more life than any planet had a right to have — but low and stupid life, some of it scarcely more than biological stirring, tiny bundles of matter that could do no more than react feebly to certain stimuli.
Perhaps, the creature told itself, it should not have tried so hard to break away. Perhaps it should have been content to ...
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