In 300 years, humans and aliens cohabited on a terraformed planet in another galaxy to share ideas and work on merging biologically to begin a new species.


    One night, interspecies romantic partners April and Zonx gazed toward the night sky, marveling at the wormhole transit system.


    “It’s so beautiful when it opens, Zonx, seeing Earth or Zaxatica.”


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    “Indeed.” Zonx embraced April. “But I fear they’ll come someday …”


    “Who, Zonx?”


    “Isolationists opposing extraterrestrial interactions to keep my species pure.”


    “Oh, we have xenophobes too.”


    “How do you handle them?”


    “See those satellites circling the wormhole?”


    “Armed with lasers?”


    April nodded.