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I walk down the street. The beauty. The fires do not go out and the nature is not polluted. Beauties from Alpha Centauri walked nearby, they call themselves Deruvs. But we Earthlings call them Elves. They have pointed ears and pale skin. They themselves say that they flew to earth in the distant past. It is from them that we got the legends about the elves. I don’t like them. Painfully cunning and strong. But still, so far we are peaceful. At least those that are in our planets. The war has been between us for a long time. I participated in it myself. As long as there is a strained peace between us. Not like the Casiopeians. Race directly orcs from fairy tales. Warriors with heavy blasters. Strong. They feed on us. But we’re holding on.

– Here you are Mirte – I said spitting. A poster of our new dictator stands and smiles ahead. An old man in his fifties. Three years in power. It was quiet on our provincial planet. But there was a lot of destruction and pogroms on Earth. Even though it’s calm now. But the galactic council did not like it. They kicked us out of it. Even though we didn’t have much of a voice. So representation. All cases were resolved without our knowledge. At least there was peace. Sports are cancelled. They want to destroy the economy. Just animals. I go further. There are five races in the council of planets. They call themselves the chosen ones. These are Casiopeians, Lirepurami, Scorpios, Catalni, Deruvses. The rest of the races are disenfranchised and do not have a vote in the council. Although they are involved. Straight to the UN in the old days. But we are not there and it is bad. Being in the council, albeit minimal, is a sign of the development of the state.