JUNE 11, 437th Year GALACTIC ERA

The _Starduster_, pocked and pitted from innumerable collisions with

dust particles, sped out and out. The close-packed suns of the central

hub lay far behind. Here at the rim of the galaxy the stars lay

scattered, separated by vast distances. A gaunt hollow-eyed figure sat

in the observation bubble staring half-hopefully, half-despairingly at

the unimaginable depths beyond the rim.

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