Explore "The Huddlers" by William Campbell Gault on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
[Sidenote: _He was a reporter from Venus with an assignment on Earth. He got his story but, against orders, he fell in love -- and therein lies this story._]
That's what _we_ always called them, where I come from, huddlers. Damnedest thing to see from any distance, the way they huddle. They had one place, encrusting the shore line for miles on one of the land bodies they called the Eastern Seaboard. A coagulation in this crust contained eight million of the creatures, _eight million_.