


Yet there is one book that does have a following. Piper’s suicide at a fairly young age means that his legacy is far smaller than it could (and I would argue should) have been. That series has even been expanded by numerous spin-offs authorised by Piper’s literary estate, yet I have seen precisely one other person mention these novels in the fifteen-odd years I’ve known about them. His Terro-Human Future History series feels in many ways to be a bridge between the more uptight science fiction of yesteryear and the action-packed space operas we see today. Beam Piper is a name rarely heard these days. In spite of having a dozen novels to his name, H. But when a native being shows signs of sapience, the inevitable question is brought before the courts. Zarathustra belongs to the Company, whose charter dictates they can do as they please with its resources. An Omnibus edition of Little Fuzzy and Fuzzy Sapiens.
