The Colors of Space: Collector's Edition

"Who are you?" Raynor One's voice was harsh, and gave the impression of being loud, though it was not. "David Briscoe." It was the wrong thing. The Mentorian's mouth was taut, forbidding. "Try again. I happen to know that David Briscoe is dead." "I have a message for Raynor Three." The cold gray stare never altered. "On what business?" On a sudden inspiration, Bart said, "I'll tell you that if you can tell me what the Eighth Color is..." THE COLORS OF SPACE All volumes from World Science Fiction Classics are printed on acid-free paper to preserve their texts for future generations. Meticulously printed, this book is built to last.