=He came striding across the galaxies with feet that spanned eons as well as parsecs, and with a goal in his mind--the goal of a creation forbidden by members of the Council of the Gods. He wanted to create a certain kind of biped!= Two of the gods had been arguing all morning. A galactic morning, that is--one sixth of the time it took Betelgeuse to complete its orbit around the circumference of a cross-section of the spiral whorl of the sprawling IX Galaxy--some four hundred and twenty thousand years.…
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