OFFSPRING

Eons ago before human conscience awoke, came beings whose goal, was to plant seeds of their race, across the vastness of space. As they spread their seed, like farmers of old, imploring their deity to bless and make f e r t i l e the thing they sought most. And there, in what had been, the verdant lands of Antarctica stands, their beacon of light, so that someday the humanity they left might take flight, and meet their beginning and their end. North Missiles may be launched from the space ships.