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RETURN TO EDEN
Harry Harrison
Published 1988. ISBN 0-553-27700-6
CONTENTS
Prologue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
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Chapter 27

Chapter 28

Chapter 29

Chapter 30

Chapter 31

Chapter 32

Chapter 33

Chapter 34

Chapter 35

Envoy

This is a story of the world today.

This is our world as it would be if a meteor had not struck the Earth 65 million years ago.

The world at that time was populated by the great reptiles. They were the most successful life form that

the Earth had ever seen. For over 140 million years they had ruled the land, filled the sky, swarmed in the

seas. Scu3333332ttling beneath their feet were the mammals. These mammals were the ancestors of

mankind. Tiny, shrew-like animals that were preyed on by the larger, faster, more intelligent saurians.

Then, 65 million years ago, this all changed. A meteor six miles in diameter struck the Earth a222nd

caused disastrous atmospheric upheavals. Within a brief span of time over seventy-five percent of the

species then existent were wiped out. The age of the dinosaurs was over; the evolution of the mammals

that they had suppressed for 100 million years began. The world as we know it was born.

But what would our world be like today if that meteor had not fallen?

This is the story of that world.

Today.

PROLOGUE: KERRICK

Life is no longer easy. Too much has changed, too many are dead, the winters are too long. It was not

always this way. I remember clearly the encampment where I grew up, remember the three families there,

the long days, friends, good food. During the warm seasons we stayed on the shore of a great lake filled

with fish. My first memories are of that lake, looking across its still water at the high mountains beyond,

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seeing their peaks grow white with the first snows of winter. When the snow whitened our tents and the

grass around as well, that would be the time when the hunters went to the mountains. I was in a hurry to

grow up, eager to hunt the deer, and the greatdeer, at the hunters' side.

That simple world of simple pleasures is gone forever. Everything has changed, and it must be said, not

for the better. At times I wake up at night and wish that what happened had never happened. But these are

foolish thoughts and the world is as it is, changed now in every way. What I thought was the entirety of

existence has proved to be only a tiny corner of reality. My lake and my mountains are only the smallest

part of this great continent that borders an immense ocean to the east.

I also know about the others, the creatures we call murgu, and I learned to hate them even before I saw

them. I will tell you about them.

As our flesh is warm, theirs is chill. When you look at us you see that we have hair upon our heads. A

hunter will grow a proud beard, while the animals that we hunt have warm flesh and fur or hair. But this is

not true of the murgu. They are cold and smooth and scaled, have claws and teeth to rend and tear, are

large and terrible, to be feared. And hated. When I was very young I learned about them, knew that they

lived in the warm waters of the ocean to the south and on the warm lands to the south. They eannot abide

the cold so although I grew up fearing them I also knew they could not trouble us.

All that has changed so terribly that nothing will be the same ever again. That is because there are murgu

called Yilanè who are intelligent, just as we Tanu are intelligent. It has become my frightening knowledge

that our world is only a tiny part of the Yilanè world. I know now that we live in the far northern part of a

great continent. Know as well that to the south of us, over all the land, swarm only murgu and Yilanè.

And there is even worse. Across the ocean an even larger continent exists—and in this distant land are no

hunters at all. None. Yilanè, only Yilanè. The entire world is theirs except for our small part.

Now I will tell you the worst thing about the Yilanè. They hate us as we hate them. This would not matter

if they were only great, insensate beasts. We would stay in the cold north and avoid them in this manner.

But there are those among them who may be as intelligent as hunters, as fierce as hunters. And although

their number cannot be counted it would be truthful to say that they fill all of the lands of this great world.

I know these things because I was captured by the Yilanè, grew up among them, learned from them. The

first horror I felt when my father and all the others were killed has been dimmed by the years. When I

learned to speak as the Yilanè do I became as one of them, forgot that I was a hunter, even learned to call

my people ustuzou, creatures of filth. Because all order and rule among the Yilanè comes down from the

top I thought very well of myself. Since I was close to Vaintè, the eistaa of the city, its ruler, I was looked

upon as a ruler myself.

The living city of Alpèasak was newly grown on these shores, settled by Yilanè from across the ocean.

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They had been driven from their own distant city by the winters that grow colder every year. The same

cold that had driven my father and the other Tanu south in the search for food sent the Yilanè questing

across the sea. They came here and they grew their city on our shores. When they found the Tanu who

were here before them they killed them. Just as the Tanu killed Yilanè on sight. It is a shared hatred.

For many years I had no knowledge of this. I grew up among the Yilanè and I thought as they did. When

they made war I looked upon the enemy as filthy ustuzou, not Tanu, my brothers. This changed only

when I met the prisoner, Herilak. A sammadar, a leader of the Tanu, who understood me far better than I

understood myself. When I spoke to him as enemy, alien, he spoke to me as flesh of his flesh. As the

language of my childhood returned so did my memories of that warm earlier life. Memories of my

mother, family, friends. There are no families among the Yilanè, no suckling babies among egg-laying

lizards, no possible friendships where these cold females rule, where the males are locked away from the

sight of all the others for their entire lifetime.

Herilak showed me that I was Tanu, not Yilanè. Because of this I freed him and we fled. At first I

regretted it—but there was no going back. For in escaping I had attacked and almost killed Vaintè, she

who rules. I joined the sammads, the family groups of the Tanu, joined them in flight from the onslaught

of those who had once been my companions. But I had other companions now, and friendship of a kind I

could never know among the Yilanè. I had Armun, she who came to me and showed me that which I had

never even known, awoke the feelings I could never have felt while I was living among that alien race.

Armun who bore our son.

But we still led our lives under the constant threat of death. Vaintè and her warriors followed the

sammads without mercy. We fought back—and sometimes won, even capturing some of their living

weapons, the death-sticks that kill creatures of any size. With these we could penetrate far to the south,

eating well of the teeming murgu, killing the vicious ones when they attacked. Only to flee again when

Vaintè and her endless supply of killers from across the sea found us and fought to kill us.

This time the survivors went where we could not be followed, across the frozen mountain ranges to the

land beyond. Yilanè cannot live in the snows; we thought we would be safe.

And we were, for a long time we were. Beyond the mountains we found Tanu who did not live by hunting

alone, but who grew crops in their hidden valley and could make pots, weave cloth and do many other

wondrous things. They are the Sasku and they are our friends, for they worship the god of the mastodon.

We brought our mastodons to them and we have been as one people ever since. Life was good in the

Sasku valley.

Until Vaintè found us once again.

When this happened I realized that we could run no more. Like cornered animals we must turn and fight.

At first none would listen to me for they did not know the enemy as I did. But they came to understand

that the Yilanè had no knowledge of fire. They would learn of it when we brought the torch to their city.

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And this is what we did. Burnt their city of Alpèasak and sent the few survivors fleeing back to their own

world and to their own cities across the sea. Among those who lived was Enge who had been my teacher

and my friend. She did not believe in killing as all the others did, and was the leader of a group who

called themselves the Daughters of Life, believers in the sanctity of life. Would that they had been the

only survivors.

But Vaintè lived as well. This creature of hatred survived the destruction of her city, fled on the uruketo,

the great living vessel of the Yilanè, vanished into the trackless ocean.

I put her from my mind because of more urgent matters. Although all the murgu in the city were dead,

most of the burned city had survived. The Sasku wished to stay with me in the city, but the Tanu hunters

returned to their sammads. I could not go back with them for the part of me that thinks like a Yilanè kept

me in this Yilanè city.

That and the fact that two of their males had survived the destruction. I was drawn to this half-ruined city,

and to them, and forgot my responsibility to Armun and my son. It must be truthfully said that this

selfishness nearly led to their destruction.

We labored to make this murgu city one in which we could live, and we succeeded. But in vain. Vaintè

had found new allies across the ocean and returned once again. Armed with the invincible Yilanè science.

No attacks with weapons this time, but poison plants and animals instead. And even as the attacks began

the sammads returned from the north. Their death-sticks had died in the winter and they could not survive

without them. Here in the city we had these deadly creatures, so here the sammads must remain despite

the slow approach of Yilanè destruction.

The sammads brought me even crueler news. Since I had not returned to her, Armun had tried to return to

me. She and our son were lost in the deadly winter.

I would have ended my life then were it not for one tiny spark of hope. A hunter who traded far to the

north, with the Paramutan who live in that frozen wasteland, had heard that a Tanu woman and child had

been seen among them. Could it be them? Could they still be alive? The fate of the city and the Tanu and

Sasku living in it meant nothing to me now. I had to go north and search for them. Ortnar, my friend and

strong right arm, understood this and went with me.

Instead of Armun we almost found death. Had the Paramutan not discovered us it would have ended

there. We survived, although Ortnar is still crippled by his frozen feet. The hunters of the ice saved us,

and to my great joy Armun was with them. Then, in the spring, they brought us safely back to the city in

the south.

Which was Yilanè once again. The sammads and the Sasku had retreated to the distant Sasku valley and

were being followed closely by Vaintè and her forces, dark portents of certain death. And I could do

nothing. My little sammad and the two Yilanè males were safe enough for the moment at our hidden lake.

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