Giants on the Earth
By Capt. S. P. Meek
The yoke of Jovian oppression
rests heavily on the dwellers of
Earth—until Damis, the Nepthalim,
comes forward to lead them in
spirited revolt.
CHAPTER I
The Jovian Tyrant
Glavour, Jovian Viceroy of the Earth, looked arrogantly about as he lay at ease on the cushions of the ornate chariot which bore him through the streets of his capital city. Like all the Jovians, he was cast in a heroic mold compared to his Earth-born subjects. Even for a Jovian, Glavour was large. He measured a good eight feet from the soles of his huge splayed feet to the crown of his enormous head, crested with stiff black hair which even the best efforts of Tonsome, the court barber, failed to make lie in order. His keen black eyes glittered as they swept over the scene before him. Where only a few years before had been only tangled tropical jungle on the narrow neck of land separating the two great oceans, now rose row after row of stately buildings. Suddenly Glavour's attention was attracted by a girlish form in a passing chariot.
"Stop!" he cried.
Before them were figures
out of a nightmare.