Curt watched them, screaming as they fled before the shadow-things--the tortured humans of Earth. He watched them die, crushed and seared by the spreading blue flower, and he cursed himself. With all his knowledge and strength he could not save his people. Around them, space--implacable but generous, impalpable but tangible--shot through with a thousand far off suns.…
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