After some days Revi and Pachek became reasonably secure that they were
not being hunted. They would have seen nothing, but if the Pinball Wizard
had been looking for them, they would have easily been found.
They had begun to fit into their environment, by examining it rationally.
This had meant a lot of adjustment by them rather than the environment.
The larger carnivores would attack them whenever they had the chance, so
they were to be avoided. Luckily most large dinosaurs had not had to evolve
stealth, so they could be heard a long way away, especially as the Romulans
had excellent hearing.
They were quite scientific about their investigation. On a typical evening
early in their sojourn, Revi was vomiting over a small nearby cliff. Pale
and trembling, she returned to the cave.
"Now, you had the yellow fruit and the stick-like insects. I had the
stick-like insects and the brown berries. Obviously the brown berries are
toxic and the others not," she noted. This was unnecessary elaboration,
but both had adopted the habit of speaking even if it were platitudes, for
the sake of breaking the eternal silence. They had noted this formally,
of course, and had made a conscious effort to talk of the philosophies of
their heritage. When the time came, these must be passed on in their entirety
to their offspring. So far these offspring remained an abstract concept.
The repellent fields in their outfits faded with the passing of the weeks,
and their clothing also became too hot as the season changed. The clothes
were designed for the controlled atmosphere of a city or starship, not for
hot, humid air. They had to experiment here as well.
"Small insects have been biting me," commented Revi in surprise.
"Lumps are forming on my skin."
"And on mine," said Pachek. "It is to be hoped this will
not have fatal results."
"A pity we could not have brought a knife," commented Pachek.
"Or some implements of some kind."
"I think Lieutenant Commander Worf would have looked askance at us
if we had carried weapons. A book on cooking of vegetation might have been
"I'm sure Worf would have thought it a little suspicious if we had
brought along a text, 'How to survive alone on a primitive planet',"
smiled Pachek. Revi thought, We have changed. We smile, we talk. When we
have children we will have to make the effort to return to the old ways.
Our heritage is all that is important.
Their clothes would not have lasted long, in any case, although the material
was very durable. But it was intended as decoration, not protection. Had
they been dressed in protective clothing it might have lasted through their
lives. During the warming months after they had arrived they eventually
dispensed with clothing, but when winter came around again, it became quite
cold, at least for Romulans. They tried stitching together foliage to make
garments, but apart from being difficult to do, and not lasting very long,
in many cases the leaves provided great irritating rashes.
Eventually they turned to making clothing from the fur of small rodents
that they captured. It needed a lot of rodents to make a loin cloth. Unfortunately
all the larger animals, although pretty stupid and easy to trap, were covered
in scales, which proved impossible for them to work with. They did not know
how to treat reptile skins to make leather, though their descendents soon
worked this out.
Fortunately one of the things Malcolm had shown them was how to rub sticks
together to make a fire, but for a long time they were unable to discover
a container in which to boil water, until they discovered to their surprise
that large leaves could be used over a fire. They were then able to try
boiling roots and other vegetables, and once again go through the process
of testing them through sickness and health. Purely by luck, neither of
After about eight months they were sitting, as miserably as such philosophical
beings could be, around a campfire. They were wearing basic clothing made
from skins. They had not yet discovered the concept of curing the skins,
which were just small mammals with their insides removed, and sewn together.
The 'dress' they each wore looked interesting, with its row of animal heads
dangling down, but the smell was somewhat disconcerting, even to those with
great mental powers.
During the better weather they found it advisable to abandon clothing altogether.
Especially as it was even smellier when warm.
"We have to some extent conquered our environment," said Pachek
at length. "We have a safe cave, and sufficient food."
"Yes?" replied Revi.
"It might be advantageous for us to mate without awaiting the onset
of Pon Farr."
"Yes!" she said brightly.
Life began to improve. Knowing by now what was and was not edible, and what
was poisonous to the touch, and able to hunt smaller animals for food, they
began to settle down into a happy lifestyle. They had to spend so much time
working, making primitive tools from stone, collecting the food during the
times when it was scarce, and eventually attempting to build very primitive
shelters outside, that they simply became content.
In a fortunate statistical event, they had four children, two girls and
two boys. This seemed an appropriate number, giving a reasonable probability
of their race being able to continue, so they stopped there. They were not
great frontierspeople, and throughout their lives continued to struggle
to survive. They told their children all about their heritage, and instilled
in them the great ideas of Romulan history and philosophy. They could do
no more than give them ideas, though, of such concepts as houses, books,
weapons and so on, as they could not actually demonstrate them. During their
lives they never progressed beyond knives made of stone, and rocks used
They instilled in their progeny those things which they believed in, contemplation,
philosophy, and so on, but as they did not have the technology to make paper,
this was not too useful in the embryonic colony. Going back to something
even more primitive than paper never occurred to them. There were no cave
paintings created by this civilisation.
Pachek and Revi were probably happier in this life than they would ever
have been in their original culture. Arrogant misfits on Romulus, they had
drifted into a terrorist underground because they had nothing to do. Full
of ambition and energy, here they had challenges every day, and not a lot
of time to sit idly and philosophise. But one of those challenges was to
instil in their children and grandchildren the heritage that they were to
recreate. Their descendants would all know that they were part of a glorious
continuum. They reached a good old age together, not as long as they might
have lived in their original home, but with a feeling of achievement, and
died in quick succession.
What they knew was quickly lost after their deaths, but their mode of life
lasted a long time. Their people were a tribe of primitive thinkers, not
The huge predators and the low fecundity of the Romulans made progress slow.
The Romulans were quite long-lived by earth standards, and not naturally
an adventurous people, but after a few thousand years they had developed
a stable civilisation. True to their heritage, they did not spread out in
a swathe of exploration, but consolidated where they were, gradually building
into a strong but compact little Romulan empire.
The continent they were on did not connect naturally to any others, and
the seas in those days were inhospitable. When the community had grown a
little there would be an ice age, which would cut their numbers back decisively.
Over the centuries they would develop housing able to withstand the cold,
usually in caves, but as the ice retreated and it became warm again, they
would revert to simple lean-tos again, until the next ice age suddenly appeared
and cut them back again. As a result they spread only slowly through the
inhabitable part of the country, which was named New Romulus.
Nobody knew why the country was so named. Revi and Pachek never managed
to invent a method of recording language. Without padds they were forced
to rely on verbal communication, so that their stories became "oral
tradition" and changed greatly over the centuries. While the philosophy
of Romulus and Vulcan was carried on, resulting in a fairly unadventurous
populace, it took a long time for real building to develop.
But eventually architects were born, and a great civilization developed,
all on the one continent. True to the tradition of their ancestors, the
people simply populated the area in which they were comfortable and safe.
By this time they were able to repel the marauding dinosaurs, and even tame
The cities of New Romulus were first brick, and wood, until the discoveries
of the metals. They had not yet discovered any sources of energy, but clever
uses of glass and insulation enabled them to heat and cool their buildings,
which were thus able to become quite large. The country was subject to severe
earthquakes, and had many volcanoes. While these were dangerous, they provided
heating and fertile soil.
Over the next few million years the scientists became aware that the land
on which they lived was shrinking, being drawn down in the center. The seas
had become more amenable, though still a source of superstitious terror,
and some adventurers set out in small vessels to search over the horizon.
Unfortunately the land which did exist over the horizon was a long way away,
and for some time none of these venturers returned. But it was inevitable
that one day someone did, and the Romulans spread out throughout the surface
of the planet, to which they spread the name New Romulus.
They had always known that the other stars were like the sun, and astronomy
had been a major study for millenia, but because they were more thinkers
than doers it took a long time for them to make the leap into space. As
the other planets were all uninhabitable interest waned, and they did not
happen to make the leap to interplanetary travel.
Meanwhile the Vulcans, Romulans and Klingons were spreading out, absorbing
or destroying whatever other cultures they met in the latter two cases,
merely observing in the former. After an uneasy coexistence boundaries were
breached, about sixty-five million years after Revi and Pachek's deaths,
and the three were at war.
Treachery was the main weapon of the Romulans, who exploited the ethos of
the Klingons to destroy them. They concentrated on eliminating Klingons
from single areas. The Klingons' beliefs did not allow them surrender, and
they fought to the last person. As their numbers lessened the proportionately
greater numbers of Romulans hastened their demise, until all were gone.
The Vulcans were immediately handicapped by their unwillingness to kill,
and were brought into subjection, or killed. Bereft of emotion, they were
not resentful of their subject state, and made good slaves, though they
always thought about the possibilities of reversing their status.
When the Great Romulan Empire found New Romulus they prepared to wipe it
out. They appeared in great starships and overawed the locals.
A number of the earth people were taken for experiment, and it was a great
puzzle when it was discovered that they were genetically truly Romulan.
Even more amazingly, their language was still recognisably Romulan, allowing
for dialects. Nobody understood how, but they were accepted into the Romulan
empire. They were in fact a minor moderating influence on the empire, where
absolute power had corrupted absolutely; somewhat ironically, since they
were descended from two fanatics.
New Romulus was, in fact, something of an anomaly. There were two genetically
distinct evolutions. Because they had arrived on earth already evolved,
the Romulans were able to compete successfully even though outnumbered.
When they spread over the planet their ecological concerns led them to create
great game parks for the dinosaurs, and the earth became a sort of giant
holiday park for the galaxy. They had forgotten any history of having come
from an extraterrestrial source, and had wanted to preserve as much of their
terrestrial heritage as possible.
On to Chapter 10, or back home
to my place.