High in the red sky of Mars, as before with the vortex entrance in the blue Earth sky, an exit for the vortex tunnel opened. As the mother-ship entered the Mars atmosphere, loud screeching noises could be heard on board; as the outer pressure and heat exercised physical power on the colossal extra-terrestrial ship. The sealant held out well against the elements.
As a result, the basin and dome received dents everywhere but did not crack. On board the mother-ship the tiarians having reached a higher level of consciousness, remained in that state. The mother-ship began a slow descent from five thousand metres. The crew of the mother-ship navigated via remote viewing, which was possible while in the current state; to a bare and level piece of land surrounded by a 'U' shaped mountain range. Upon completion of the descent, the landing caused an enormous haze of red dust to be created below and around the mother-ship; blocking the solar rays for a short time.
As the bottom of the mother-ship's basin touched the rocky ground, rocks beneath it crushed under the immense weight. Now that the mother-ship landed for good, a new martian city came into existence. With the tiarians now awake, the interest in the martian surroundings suppressed the heavy fatigue. As they peered out through the sealant dome wall, the crew looked at the red mountain range and orange sky.
Loud cheers echoed throughout the inside of the dome – they had survived reptilian attacks, a virus outbreak and a migration first thought impossible. And a vision of a small group of humans had made this venture possible. An event to become a historical classic, read to thousands of generations to come. One day in the far far future, humans might be allowed to return to the planet Earth; but after the current galactic contract expired.
A tiarian civilisation now needed to be nurtured. The 'Root Team' as Thorn called them, worked at the lowest level of the mother-ship and up to the waists in water. Before the migration begun they had numbered the bung handles. Each handle numbered so that each day a bung could be pulled, ensuring that a hole in a different part of the basin floor opened. By this method the main basin water distribution was at the same speed.
The forest itself, together with the inner side of the dome ensured another supply of water from condensation. Now bung number one left the hole it had sealed, a metal spear made by the old breed blacksmith; made a cavity in the martian earth for a tree root to enter. Afterwards they placed the tree root in position. For the survival of the tiarians they hoped that the plan worked and that the martian surface soon became habitable.
Over a longer period the roots below the basin may join up again. During the first evening on Mars, at a gathering of the tiarians, they explained the galactic hearing and conditions of the signed contract. One of those in attendance asked Thorn a question which most others might have asked. They wanted to learn what was to happen to the humans left on Earth.
With his reply compiled Thorn said “We can now just speculate. We notified the other forest folk and old breed communities via pigeon. I hope they'll follow the instructions we provided and in due course arrive on Mars. As for the newer breed, well I imagine they'll convert by force and dwell within the old underground reptilian network. Those that stay above ground are at the mercy of the reptilians, which many of us saw before as not being favourable towards humans. Unless they sent a signal or travel to this planet, we'll never know; because for the next one million years a return to Earth means dire consequences for the tiarian race.”
As discussed before the migration launch, over the next days and weeks, the crew attended to the fresh planted foliage, plants, trees and vegetables. The elders spent much time in constant communication with the trees within the mother-ship dome. They relayed to Mulrog for translation, how the roots took to the martian earth; and if the earth itself changed and provided live-able conditions for the roots. Mulrog was pleased to give positive news with every update. With the preliminary work completed, and a proven success, the tiarians formed and organise trade groups. Jessica and True had been so pleased that members of the forest folk joined the medical group they had founded.
Everyone in this group had much knowledge to exchange. And had the challenge of finding remedies for any outbreak of martian illnesses. Leo launched a defence group and again, members of the forest folk guard joined. Although they did not expect an attack from outside, it was always better to be on the safer side and be prepared and alert. Groups for biology, gardening, hunting, language and literature, metalwork, physics, woodwork, and other subjects continued to be added to the list. Relt had opted for a different profession and joined the gardening group.
Thorn formed a general workshop so projects may be worked on, which involved working with one or more of the other groups to find solutions. It was Mulrog who founded the language and literature group. He was glad that both adults and children took part, and in particular in the forest folk's language classes. As a fun project members of this group, having collected feedback from the rest of the tiarians; worked on a tiarian language which was a mixture of English and forest folk languages.
As for the elders, they enjoyed visiting the various groups and trying the various trade skills. Though they spent much of the time at the education classes for the tiarian children. Everything went according to plan. But could the tiarians live in harmony and peace for the next one million years? That is another story!