9780345383754: The Howling Stones

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Xenologist Pulickel Tomochelor, a scientist with the ability to communicate with aliens, encounters face to face the very essence of evil

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Alan Dean Foster has taught screenwriting, literature, and film history at UCLA and Los Angeles City College.

Alan Dean Foster was born in New York City in 1946 and raised in Los Angeles, California. After receiving a Bachelor's Degree in political science and a Master of Fine Arts degree in motion pictures from UCLA in 1968-69, he worked for two years as a public relations copywriter in Studio City, California.<br><br>He sold his first short story to August Derleth at Arkham Collector magazine in 1968. Additional sales of short fiction to other magazines followed. His first novel, <b>The Tar-Aiym Krang</b>, was published by Ballantine Books in 1972. Since then, Foster has published many short stories, novels, and film novelizations, including the <b>New York Times</b>-bestselling <b>Splinter of the Minds Eye</b> and <b>Flinx in Flux</b>.<br><br>Foster has toured extensively around the world. Besides

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scovered planet of Senisran was a veritable paradise. Its vast oceans were dotted with thousands of lush islands containing vast deposits of rare-earths and minerals. But Senisran was also the Humanx Commonwealth's problem child, for each island was inhabited by a different tribe of aboriginal natives whose customs and tribal rites varied from island to island. Each had to be negotiated with separately for mining rights, and the Commonwealth was locked in a race against the vicious AAnn Empire to secure those rights. <br><br>Now the clans of the Parramat Archipelago on Senisran were resisting entreaties by the Commonwealth and AAnn alike. So, xenologist and first-contact specialist Pulickel Tomochelor was dispatched from Earth to handle this sensitive and stubborn negotiation. More comfortable with aliens than with his own species, and confident in his extraordinary ability to communicate with them, Pulickel looked forward to a short assignment and a triumphant return to Ea

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So intense was the green-blue light that spilled from the interior of his backpack that he could barely stand to look at it. He could just make out the source of the light and heat: a single uneven mass where earlier there had been two. The individual stones must have melted into one when he fell.

His fingers hovered over the lambent mass. The heat was substantial, but not unbearable. How did one separate commingled stones? How did the Parramati stonemasters do it? He felt he had to at least try. Maybe a good, strong, old-fashioned tug on both ends simultaneously, he speculated. He pulled, twisting first in one direction and then in the other. As he worked his hands and wrists, he thought he felt something give within the mass.

The stone exploded.

No, he decided, aware that he had not lost consciousness. The glassy mass had not blown up. In fact, he and the conjoined stones were the only things that had not exploded.

It was the universe that had detonated.

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