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Tarzan on Mars
What alien world she had been cast upon she could not
accurately surmise, inasmuch as La knew little concerning
modern astronomy. To her, each small light in the night skies
of Africa had marked the departed soul of an ancestor like a
cosmic scoreboard for all the populations of eternity, and if
some were distinguished as stars and others as planets she
didn't know it. And those which fell to Earth in the silent
night were but the souls of those who were returning to
another incarnation.
She knew that this was another world, but inasmuch as
there were no other worlds for the living it followed by a
process of simple and logical deduction that she was dead.
This was the beginning of that adventure beyond the pale of
mortality for which her soul had waited.
Each new experience, therefore, and each unimaginable
creature she saw was accepted as something which was only
to be expected—for incomprehensible were the wonders of
the After World.
However, ever since the night she was captured by these
giant green men, the fact had puzzled her that death occurred
in this world as well as in her own. Was it possible, she had
asked herself, that there were yet other lives to live beyond
each death, making of death, itself, but a harmless transition
between the segments of life eternal? Thus did La perceive
the beginnings of the revelations in After Life.
However, she had not been able to resist speculating
upon her own possible destiny here. Where did she fit into
this incomprehensible picture?
Her last remembrance of her other life had been one that
held an unanswered question. She had been in search of a
destiny that had called to her out of antiquity and promised a
fulfillment in the future.
Was this, then, that exalted destiny?—to be a prisoner of
a tribe of four-armed monstrosities? No, she answered
herself. This was again but transition. There yet awaited her
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