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Music=Deja vu- the same dream. And the Count remembered the words of Athena from that distant morning on Samos- "You have nothing now, but your nothing is better than something when that something is but a pernicious chain of shadows in a Platonic world." Indeed, & the Count arose, casting aside the shadowy chains of the night.
Deja vu- and so each day became bread for the soul - & carried the night- dark shadows, but for a finger of faithful light from the stars….
Strange distant place- read emotions real time- psychohistory minutes time scale- vu deja miss change dragons- Astira now change plan real time seconds time scale
Music="There was not a word to be said. The echoes of the blast rolled
away...." - from Chapter 26, End Of The Search, Foundation & Empire by
Isaac Asimov
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As love for Beta arose, waves of despair broke upon Toran's heart.
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