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Chapter List
- 1-Butterflies
- 2-Unfoldment
- 3-Emergence
- 4-Wings
- 5-Waves
- 6-Caged
- 7-Unbalanced
- 8-Air
- 9-Flight
- 10-Dust
- 11-Grounded
- 12-Aliens
- 9
- 10
- 11
10 - Dust
Shaw remembered the first time she'd seen the Leviathan's holographic navigation systems. Afterwards, she often dreamed about going places that nobody else had been, like the first human explorers. Maybe there were still far-flung planets where the native lifeforms had barely conceived of humanoid intelligence.
Shimmering dust orbited a central core of blinding white light, forming a holographic sphere. Suspended on magnetic streams that danced and arced like plasma, a giant control chair waited for Atri. It was translucent like everything else in here.
'Your mouth's wide open!' she grabbed David excitedly.
He blinked in mute shock.
'Does this thing actually fly?' she asked Atri.
'Of course it does!' Atri smirked.
'How?' David smiled, enthralled. 'I've never seen anything quite like this.'
'I could tell you,' Atri conceded playfully. 'But it might melt your circuits. You willing to take the risk, mate?'
David cut him a look. Shaw stifled a laugh.
'Yes,' David nodded seriously. 'I am.'
'Fine,' Atri smiled. He reached across the shimmering, semi-reflective space for his chair. It blinked out of existence and appeared at their feet. Shaw took a swift step back. Atri reappeared, sitting in the control streams, twenty feet above. He wasn't moving his hands like the pilot they'd met on the Dragon. The streams separated, forming six from one and attached to his head and shoulders.
'What's he doing?' Shaw breathed.
David shook his head.
'I believe he can fly with...his mind.'
'How?'
David shrugged lightly.
'I don't know, Doctor.'
The floor began to vibrate. Shaw grabbed David. At first it was nothing but a soft thrum, then the control streams brightened and suddenly the ground was gone. She was staring down at empty space, star-strewn and beautiful. There wasn't enough air. She felt empty and cold inside, the vibration still echoed in her bones.
'Jesus!'
'It's OK, Doctor,' he tightened his grip on her arm.
'You'll get used to it,' Atri called down, amused.
The stars chased one after the next, speeding up until they flowed like shimmering a river. Shaw tore her attention away. She felt too close to space, too close to cold darkness. Atri adhered one stream to the next, like pins on a map. They held. The autopilot took control and the few streams that remained on his skin looped into his chair. Atri sat forwards.
'You can faint now,' he grinned lopsidedly.
He appeared a few feet away, not a scrap of movement in his clothes or body.
'Will you stop doing that?' Shaw asked. 'It's bloody weird!'
'Sorry,' he smiled. 'It's still a novelty. Do you want to try it with me?' he held out a hand.
'No,' she said quickly. 'I'll keep my feet on the...ground. Whatever that is. Atri...how thick are the walls?'
He grinned. 'You're going to have to trust me. The ship wont let you down.'
'You sound pretty sure,' she teased.
'I've been using it for years.'
Shaw calculated that. She watched him suspiciously.
'You were only gone a year-'
'I'd say Atri knows something he hasn't told us. About time,' David said mildly.
Shaw saw the sense in that.
'How long? she asked.
Atri shrugged, amused.
'I lost count. I went far outside of this universe, where time runs differently. Hell. In places, it goes backwards. When I got back...the chronograph read about a thousand years.'
'But you look the same! How come you didn't age?'
'It wasn't linear time,' Atri smiled.
'Doctor!' David distracted her. He pointed through the far wall. 'There! That's a wormhole!'
'But they're pure theory!' Shaw turned to Atri. 'You're not taking us in there. Are you?'
Atri laughed.
'We're going to the far side of the universe. Even if I maxed out the engines...we could travel at four hundred times the speed of light and you'd still be long dead by the time you reached Xisuthros. This is the fastest way.'
Shaw grinned.
'Atri. I want to see the science. I need to see it! Will you show me? This is just...amazing!'
000
The rotating, flexible walls of the wormhole shimmered with the light of distant galaxies but the second Shaw focused on them, they were gone, merging into a constant stream of light. She felt like Alice in the rabbit hole. She began to see that in the aftermath of her adventure, she'd lost her muchness. She resolved to get it back. Standing on empty air with her hands pressed the soft, transparent walls, she felt sick and scared, and exhilirated.
'This is amazing!' she breathed.
David came to stand behind her. He took her wrists and guided her arms out to each side. He smiled over her shoulder;
'I'm King of the world.'
Shaw laughed and twisted to gaze at him.
'Kiss me, Jack!' she teased.
'Certainly.'
When he pulled away the joke in her eyes was gone. There was only desire. He kissed her again, more softly, until she melted into his chest and sighed. He wrapped his arms around her waist and watched the universe whip by. Her breath was hot on his cheek.
000
Shaw figured out the onboard synthesiser. She couldn't quite escape the feeling that she was eating holographic sandwiches and drinking hot chocolate made of light. Still, the food filled a very physical gap. In an adjoining room (though she was still trying to factor out how square rooms could exist at all, within a Sphere) she found a double bed.
'You're going to go and memorise everything, aren't you,' she teased David on the first night.
'Yes,' his eyes were intense, full of life and intelligence. He left her to sleep.
David had always kept an even sleep pattern on the Observatory, but she was beginning to see it was all for her benefit. He sat with Atri for most of the night, and when the Igogi went to rest, David remained awake, reading. Shaw woke early and went to poke about. David smiled at her from the chair.
'Curious, Doctor?'
'Yes,' she nodded. 'David. I was thinking, last night. I spent so much time just worrying about Sinashi, locked away in the house. I was terrified we'd be sent home if I put even a foot wrong.'
'You had priorities,' David said mildly.
She nodded. 'I didn't realise a Mother's instinct was so strong. David. Show me everything. Please. I want to see it all.'
'Certainly,' he nodded.
He came to the ground with the chair and tugged her into his lap.
'From start...to finish,' he said, as he pressed her hand to the holo display. 'Like this.'
000
On the third day, in the middle of the night, David shook her out of a light doze.
'Elizabeth!' he helped her up. 'You need to see this. It's beautiful.'
'What is it, David?'
'Aliens,' he whispered.
She followed him to the control deck. A holographic scan of a giant, rod-shaped ship was hovering over a table made of light. It had two flat ends, about sixty miles long was keeping pace with them. Its hull glowed white-hot. Atri stuck stream to stream around the table, peering into the innards of the odd craft. Tiny lifesigns glowed there, four hundred and sixty seven in total.
'They came right out of the Western stargate,' Atri said. 'We're passing over the entrance now, hence the turbulence. The gravitational fields are immense, they pull the wormhole closer and cause ruptures. They must have seen us...and decided to investigate.'
Atri zoomed in on one of the aliens. It was about five feet tall, with six oval shaped eyes and a small mouth. Its odd, wing-like structures were extended to touch the wings of those closest. They shared information telepathically, like a hive mind.
'It's very rare to find them in this density,' Atri said.
'Density?' she questioned.
'All matter has vibration,' Atri said. 'They belong about three octaves of vibration...higher than we are.'
'Can we talk to them?'
'It's possible,' Atri hailed them on a subspace frequency that wouldn't break up in the wormhole.
Shaw waited, her fingers hooked around the edge of the holo projector table.
'Shit,' Atri laughed, 'Get ready!'
The Sphere shook subliminally. A single wavering figure materialised, setting off a proximity alarm that Atri silenced instantly. Her huge red eyes were a sharp contrast against textured octopus skin. Her folded wings were like dragonfly skin, as long as her body. She was naked. She wavered, shifting in and out of materialisation. Then she spread her odd wings and images began to flash across her body, textures and thoughts, memories and language. She blinked all six of her eyes and turned to stare at them. For a split second, Shaw saw her life play like a movie, flickering faster and faster, until she saw her own reflection.
'Oh my God!' Shaw smiled. 'What is she?'
Atri silenced her with a gesture. The odd, textured face turned toward David. He gazed back in calm, clear curiosity. Then the alien disappeared, data shining on her body.
Shaw burst out laughing.
'Shit!' she exclaimed.
'That,' Atri grinned, and pulled her closer, 'Was a spore. A scientist. She's left us with a little note,' he pulled it up.
The onboard translater pored over it for a few seconds, and translated it.
THANK YOU FOR YOUR PARTICIPATION. YOUR GENOME AND MEMORIES HAVE BEEN RECORDED FOR RESEEDING AT A LATER TIME.
Shaw raked her hands through her hair.
'Jesus. Have you ever seen one before?' she asked Atri.
'Yes,' he nodded. 'That's why she didn't scan me.'
'I don't suppose she left her genome, did she?' Shaw looked hopeful.
Atri grinned.
'As a matter of fact, she did.'
000
Shaw bent over the electron microscope that Atri kept in a small, onboard laboratory. It was made entirely of light. Peering into the tiniest details was like coming home. She found David in the control chair the next morning. She hadn't been to bed.
'You've got to see this, David!' she called up.
He appeared at her feet. She sat on his knee and handed him a clear projector style slide, about the size of a sheet of printer paper.
'Have you ever seen anything so amazing?'
David read it, his eyes skimming to and fro, his photographic memory recording.
'That is very unusual,' he nodded.
'She's closer to the genome of a lizard, than a human. David. We have to get more time out here. To study this. I want to take it back to Earth.'
He smiled.
'Well,' he said. 'As it happens, that's become possible. This ship could reach Earth in two days, from Anatak.'
'How come it can go so fast?'
'It uses a form of subspace propulsion...and within a certain radius...it appears to be able to fold space. it jumps,' he demonstrated with his hands. 'Like a frog, hopping from one point to the next. I doubt Atri would be happy to let you take his technology to Earth.'
Shaw bit her lip.
'David. You do record everything. Don't you?'
He gazed at her fondly. She could almost see the cogs turning.
'Yes,' he murmured.
'Weyland Industries would want you back. And probably me, too.'
'Perhaps,' David conceded. 'I found a route, pre-programmed into this ship. I thought it might be of interest to you,' he brought it up in miniature.

It was a direct path to Earth.
'David...do you think he means to take us home?'
'Yes. I believe he does. But I think...it may be a surprise. A gift, of sorts. I wouldn't mention it, if I were you.'
000
Atri brought a bottle of something sweet, yellow and alcoholic to their table. It tasted like lemons. Atri poured three glasses and handed one to Shaw.
'Is being drunk in charge of a Sphere a crime?' she grinned.
Atri shook his head.
'Noone to police it out here. Half the sentients who travel like this are immune to alcohol anyway. But you're not,' he winked.
Shaw couldn't resist a slightly flirty smile.
'You trying to get me drunk, Atri?'
He smirked. 'I just like to watch you sleep.'
'Are you saying I'm a lightweight?'
Atri nodded playfully.
'You'll be under the holo table first, Doctor. Or I'll eat my own hair.'
'You haven't got any hair!' she laughed.
'I know!'
Shaw kept up for about the first seven drinks. After that she began to slur and wobble until at last she dozed off with her head in David's lap. He carried her to bed and covered her up. While Atri slept, passed out on the pillows, David studied. The next morning, the Sphere emerged from the wormhole on the far side of space.
The ship woke Atri with an automated injection in the backside. He made an unhappy noise as he came round, his hangover clearing quickly. David was still in the chair, his hair alive with static from the control streams. His eyes moved rapidly, like the to and fro of REM sleep. He was reading at inhuman speed.
'We're here,' David announced. He called up a star map and Atri checked their position. 'That ship belongs to Xisuthros.'
'And how do you know that?' Atri humoured him.
David zoomed in.
'Because he already said good morning. We're due an audience in two hours. Somebody had better wake up Dr Shaw.'
Atri smirked.
'You're a quick study, aren't you?'
'Very,' David smiled.
Atri took a syringe out of a set of drawers in the wall. David materialised at his feet. He smoothed his frazzled hair down.
'Shall we?' David smiled.
'Mmm,' Atri nodded. 'This will be fun.'
Shaw was still in the same position David had left her, on her belly, drooling. Atri let the syringe go. It floated towards her backside and stuck in her flesh. She woke up with an irritated little noise and opened eyes like piss-holes in the snow. Atri snorted his amusement as she plucked it out and tossed it at him angrily.
'You bastard! What the hell was that?'
Atri pocketed it with a grin.
'Just a little wakeup call,' he said.
'Breakfast in bed would have been more like it,' she grouched.
'Breakfast is waiting. On the sofa,' David informed her mildly. 'Time to get up, Doctor. We've arrived.'
000
Xisuthros' ship was oblong and much larger than the Sphere. It had a narrow end and a broad end like an egg. The narrow end folded open to admit them. Once they were inside, control streams ruptured out of vents in the walls to hold the Sphere steady. Shaw was sober by the time they walked down the transparent ramp. It took a few seconds for the ambient light to come up. The egg was a multi-storey in every direction, a hundred different rooms of weird dimensions stretching onward into oblivion. Enough to upset her already dicky stomach. Nothing was solid here, every wall was a play of semi-transparent light. The surfaces gave of a mild glow wherever they were touched. There was nothing living here. No plants or insects, no sense of an onboard ecosystem. It was sterile – but warm. So warm that she took her jacket off as they walked toward the single, robed figure that waited.
'You bring an under-sentient humanoid and a synthetic man. I have to say I was hoping for more than your pets, Atraharsis.'
The man was old. Shaw placed him somewhere between eighty and ninety, though he held himself like he was much younger. Was it pride, or strength, she wondered?
'What is this?' Xisuthros gestured to her. His feet were bare. He peered down at Shaw. 'Does it speak?'
'Yes,' Shaw said, in perfect Igogi. 'It does.'
'A sense of irony,' Xisuthros nodded. 'Well that's a good start, I suppose. Come with me. You are all going through decontamination. You're almost certainly carrying something.'
He lead them down a ridgy, shimmering, wormhole corridor past weird, almost-visible rooms on either side. He brought them to an open space, about the size of the loading bay on board Prometheus.
'Stay there,' he said.
Shaw obeyed. A white laser grid shot out of the walls and scanned her clothes. They turned to ash which was sucked away into the vents in an upward flurry. She closed her eyes. She didn't want to see their host naked. The laser tingled as it mapped her skin, fat, muscle and bone.
'Cancerous cells present in zones A, C, H,' said a computer. 'Request permssion to terminate.'
'You might as well,' Xisuthros said tiredly. 'Restore the genome while you're at it. Perhaps it will boost her intelligence.'
Shaw's belly tingled, then the right side of her chest and finally, deep inside her head, something fizzled and died. She bent over, panting.
'Doctor-' David caught her.
'What's he doing to me!?'
'Giving you back a few years,' Xisuthros said evenly. 'It's not like it matters. Your lives are so transient, compared to ours.'
Then living oil emerged from the floor and rose to cover her nudity. It slithered up her skin like a thousand unholy slugs, bonded to her DNA. She shuddered in disgust. When she looked down, she was covered ankles to wrists to neck in a living black slick.
'You may command it,' Xisuthros said. His own morphed into the grey robe he'd been wearing before.
Atri smirked.
'That might be asking a bit much of them,' he said, as his own reduced to the familiar pleated robe, waist to ankles.
'Mmm,' was all Xisuthros said, unhappily.
Shaw found her balance.
'David-' she laid a hand on her belly.
'It's alright, Doctor.'
She nodded, to comfort herself. She had the feeling something deep had been changed. Atri spread a hand across her back and her suit morphed into a flight suit.
'How the hell do you do that?'
'Later,' he murmured.
Shaw spun when David changed colour.
'David?' she stared at him. 'Where the bloody hell did you learn to do that!'
He smiled. She knew the blue-grey trousers and blazer ensemble like she knew the back of his hands. It felt like stepping back into the past. Even the Weyland logo was perfect. He smoothed his hair.
'Do you like it, Doctor? I have fond memories of these clothes.'
Shaw followed their group out of the decontamination chamber and into the control room. Silvery creatures, smooth and humanoid like miniature, muscular Igogi went about.
'Pay them no mind,' Xisuthros said. 'They're automatons. This is a research vessel, first and foremost. You came here for a purpose. I think. I wonder if you realise the danger inherent in the questions you wish to ask?'
'What do you mean?' Shaw asked.
'I mean that knowledge is not always power, Doctor. Sometimes...knowledge can be a burden.'
Xisuthros called a chair to him. He sat down.
'How would you like to proceed? With a head full of knowledge...or in innocence, as your race is meant to be at this early stage of development?'
'If you think so little of us...why did you even let us come here?'
'Igogi and humans share a few things in common. Curiosity, for one. I wanted to see what you've built,' he glanced at David. 'And what you haven't.'
Xisuthros searched her eyes as though he was looking for a soul. 'Don't misunderstand me. I don't have a particular animosity toward mankind. I find them as fascinating as any other primitive species. I do take exception to the arrogance I find, whenever I receive a new transmission from their mass media. This idea that they can match God for skill and precision offends my senses. But I'm an old scientist now, and I know very well that you can't judge one by the standards of the many. So. Are you one, or are you the many?'
'Why don't you decide?' Shaw said.
'You're intelligent,' Xisuthros conceded. 'I see you trying to outthink me. If you manage it, do let me know.'
'I will.'
'What do you want to ask me?'
'Why,' Shaw said instantly. 'Why did you make us?'
'You're certain you want that answer?'
She nodded.
'You are simply one permutation from a possible outcome of billions. I did not control how the genetic material reconsituted. Do you have faith, in a higher, creative power, Dr Shaw?'
'Yes,' she nodded. 'I do.'
'Interesting. So do I. But I believe because I've seen the ghost in the code. Genetic permutation that could not possibly have been contrived, or conceived of before the seeding. Attempts to recreate these in the lab invariably fail. Something, some imprint that we don't understand, influences how the seedings progress. We are just mere men, inside the eye of God.'
Shaw stepped closer.
'Sometimes you get it wrong,' she said softly. 'LV-223. You went too far.'
'I told you, Doctor. Infinite permutations. You have a ridumentary understanding of it. You call it Murphy's Law.'
'Anything that can happen, will happen,' Shaw murmured. 'Does that give you the right to wipe out a whole species?'
Xisuthros smiled. He would have been a hansome man in his youth. 'I simply press the button. The black virus you found on LV-223 deconstructs and remakes. It was designed to isolate the ghost in the code, and bring it forward. How do you think we did?'
'You're telling me...that this ghost in the code, this wildcard in the DNA you've been experimenting with...you wanted that? You wanted to breed it?'
'Of course,' Xisuthros nodded. 'It was the logical progression. Out of chaos, comes order. And our wildcard plunges order back into chaos. It's the cycle of life and death, Doctor. You will never escape it.'
'Why?' Shaw breathed. 'All those lives...you were going to destroy families. Children!'
'What comes after...those are children. You were only ever a stage of evolution, a temporary measure, an experiment designed to fail.'
'Why?' she whispered.
'Because you weren't perfect.'
Shaw's throat was tight, her mouth dry and thick. She held back her tears.
'What is perfection?!'
Xisuthros stood.
'Come with me.'
She followed, nearly blinded by tears. At a bend of the corridor, Xisuthros stopped and activated a window. It unmisted to reveal a room. Shaw gasped, her skin cold, the back of her neck tingling. Inside, the creatures had spun resin constructions out of their metallic saliva. They nested in the crooks and crannies, their whiplash tails like reels of hose, deadly, shiny black. She stepped away, hand over her face.
'Oh my God.'
Xisuthros brought up a holo display that showed the aliens physiology in perfect detail.
'We have seeded the black dragons from here to the far reaches of the universe. Within six generations they return to this form, no matter what genetic material they're exposed to. They are perfection. The final step.'
Shaw was shaking. David grabbed her.
'You're going to turn them loose...everywhere. On Earth,' she whispered.
'Death is but a step to the final frontier, Doctor,' Xisuthros said. 'Unimportant in the grand scheme of things. Your fear of death holds you back from attainment. In a few thousand years, the universe will be clean again, and then we can reseed it.'
'You bastard,' Shaw breathed. 'You brought forth all this death...and you sit there and expect us to just accept it?'
'I don't expect anything of you Doctor,' Xisuthros said. 'Except that you will die.'
Shaw shook her head. She backed away.
'David. We're leaving.'
Half way down the ramp that lead back to the docking bay, David and Atri caught up with her.
'We have to warn them. I doubt even the Igogi know what he's planning. And there as eight billion people on Earth...who're going to die if we don't help them.'
David followed her into the Sphere.
'Those things-' Atri said. 'The dragons. I've seen them before, when I was in service. I didn't know they'd bred them like this. He can't mean to release them.'
'He does,' Shaw said. 'Because we aren't perfect. How long until you're not perfect either?' she turned to gaze at Atri. 'Are you going to help us?'
'Why wouldn't I?'
Shaw smiled tightly.
'Because of me. Because of how I've treated you.'
'Forget that,' Atri said. 'I knew you were sick in the head the day I met you. It never bothered me. I don't see any harm in taking a message back to your world. If not for your sake...then for Sinashi's. Those monsters should never be let loose.'
'Thank you,' Shaw whispered.
'Thank me when we're away.'
'Is he going to let us leave? He knows we'll go straight to Earth.'
She gripped the back of their sofa as the ship's engines cycled up and began to shake the transparent floor. The control streams broke away and Atri floated into free space. A second later they were speeding away, a trail behind them. The silver egg grew smaller and smaller.
'Are we free?' she asked.
'That ship could outrun us, easily. But I don't think he's going to try. I don't think he cares enough.'
'Just get us as far away as you can, as fast as you can. I don't want to take the chance.'
'Eli,' Atri leaned down at her set the ship to autopilot, back to the wormhole. 'If he wanted to kill us, we'd already be dead.'
000
David pressed a button on the console. Shaw gaped as memories from his landing on Anatak Observatory, his first year, then every year thereafter began to play. Every shred of evidence they'd accumulated over their stay was laid bare, all contained within David's memory. He'd recorded everything. Even the aliens in their resin room. He gazed at Shaw.
'David...'
'Protection and preservation of life,' he murmured. 'At any cost. I transmitted the data back to Earth an hour ago, on a secure frequency.'
David turned to Atri.
'I appreciate that you won't want to be implicated, so I used a secure coding. You won't be involved.'
'Oh god, you're a bloody genius!' she threw her arms around him. He smiled into her neck.
Atri leaned over.
'Don't get ideas,' he said evenly. 'If you think war with the Igogi is a good idea. It isn't. Defense is your best option now. Defence against the dragons, and containment technology that I can teach you. If you start an interstellar war...we might as well hand the dragons our heads on a platter.'
000
Disappointment gnawed at her, and anger fuelled the fire. David found her sitting on the edge of their bed, her head in her hands. He laid fresh towels down behind her and sat down.
'You're upset, Doctor,' he murmured.
'Of course I'm bloody upset!'
'I hardly think you have anything to be upset about. After all...you discovered the truth of LV-223. The truth of the seeding project. You'll save many, many lives.'
David ran a gentle finger over the back of her hand.
'David, how can I promise him there won't be a war? I mean...the second Earth get hold of this information...they'll want to wipe the Igogi out.'
'We'll tell them where their resources would be better spent. On the dragons.'
She nodded.
'What makes you think they'll listen?'
David shook his head.
'I can't make you any promises.'
She sighed.
'Jesus, David. I wanted...more from him. I wanted to hear that they loved us. Somehow. How fucking naive is that?'
'One amoral Igogi's wet dream of absolute power will never detract from what you've become. Beautiful,' he leaned in to put his temple against her fondly. 'Unique. Intelligent.'
She wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her face in him.
'Perfect,' he finished, a hand in her hair.
'Oh, David-' she choked. She kissed him. She pulled away quickly, her fingers in his clothes. 'I need to ask you something. And I really, really don't want to hear the answer. I don't want to hurt you.'
His eyebrows went up.
'Of course.'
000
Shaw found her courage, and her heart. She approached Atri, who was synthesising himself a smoothie.
'Eli,' he smiled when he saw her.
'Can I get one of those?'
'Sure,' he amended it to two.
'I need to...tell you something. Coming out here has really cleared my head. I know that probably sounds crazy...but I think I've finally found the perspective I was missing. For such a long time I was so wrapped up in Sinashi. So scared he wouldn't make it...or that someone'd just swoop in and snatch him away.'
'I know.'
'I...stopped myself. When I should have been more...adventurous. I really fucked things up with you. I know I did.'
Atri handed her the drink silently.
'I wish I'd done things differently.'
'Which bits?' He sipped his drink.
Shaw smiled nervously.
'I think you know which bits. I...had a talk to David.'
'And he's more accomodating than you thought.'
'Yeah,' she smiled a bit uncomfortably. 'I think...I humanised him too much.'
'So, what?' Atri smiled. Hope began to creep into his expression. 'You've changed your mind. Is that it?'
Shaw thought about it.
'Yeah,' she nodded. 'Life...should be there for the taking. I've let fourteen years of mine slip by. And I don't want to waste another minute.'

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