Wanderers of the Solar System

I’ve heard that our homeland is called Earth. There are little bridges over flowing streams, and operatic arias sung in clear voices.

I’ve heard that our homeland is called Earth. There are flutes playing everywhere, and a fierce, unruly spirit.

I’ve heard… of mountains, forests, and open country, shrouded in clouds and mist.

I’ve heard… of the fragrance of books, and a pillar that reaches the sky.

I’ve heard… of distant, lingering bells, and towers and palaces reaching into the clouds.

I’ve heard… of wine made from grapes, and vast deserts beyond the cold passes.

“Enough,” Ying Tang said, raising a hand to stop him. “What good is it to say any more?”

He picked up his spear and headed for Yaoyuan Star, the ninth planet in the Juyang star system, to take part in the war against the lizardfolk, intelligent beings of the class Reptilia.

Though he had told him to stop, after drinking, he still looked up at the bright moon and couldn’t help asking, “Where, exactly, is our homeland?”