_He was afraid--not of the present or the future, but of the past. He was afraid of the thing tagged Reed Kieran, that stiff blind voiceless thing wheeling its slow orbit around the Moon, companion to dead worlds and silent space._ Something tiny went wrong, but no one ever knew whether it was in an electric relay or in the brain of the pilot.…
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