There stood Roland, deep beneath a static, dying civilization, fiercely ready to destroy it--and himself, if need be--for love of Frances. Yet a question nagged him. Who was she--and who was he? [Transcriber’s Note: This etext was produced from Planet Stories Fall 1947. Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed.]…
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