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THE GROOVERUNNER'S WIFE * Cavendori had been travelling for three hundred and fiftyni-ne years when he reached the shore of the Mirinjii Ocean. During his voyage he had covered almost half a lightminute and unearthed the relics of five distinct Falls, but each time Kimberley had risen again and resumed its slow clockwise crawl, more magnificient than ever. The civilization of Kim-berley clearly knew the secret of the Phoenix, a way to com- press the inevitable dark ages into mere decades, and Cavendo-ri wanted to know it, too. He was a historian: for him such knowledge was priceless. He was also a good citizen and though all of his friends and relatives would be dead by now, his own nation altered beyond recognition, he still dreamed of a return to High Harbor. And he didn't want to arrive with empty hands. Cavendori was in the prime of his life, as he always would be, but soon his fertility would start to fail. It was time he started looking for a wife. He didn't know it, but three thousand miles clockwards I was already waiting for him, our fate written in the curling cloudlines and sanctioned by the Perigori Data Bank for Preli-minary Extrapolations. * I had just |
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