5 DREAM OF TOMORROW
2253 A.D. DAY SIX AT TAU Ceti
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I AM WALKING ON A FOOTPATH, walking through dense fog in deep woods, and above me, I see momentary glimpses of strange constellations. I have walked, it feels, for many days, here in this place between places, here where time doesn’t seem to pass but is eternally now.
Even in Eternity, there are points of change. Ahead I sense a disturbance, the fogs roiling in a way that is somehow different from before. There is a slight dimming of the distant stars, and a shadow can be felt behind the wall of fog.
I know that I dream. I have never felt fear in my dreams, but now I feel a small voltage travel from the hair at the back of my head, down my back and arc to the ground at my heels. I draw my cloak close and prepare myself for tha
