Epilogue III
Manifestation of the Fuzzy Gray Entity
Winter, 2060
It was a fuzzy gray entity.
A familiar voice said, “His fingers just moved. There—on his right hand. That one and that one. Did you see them?”
“I, too, saw his digits display motility!” enthused a loud tenor voice.
“Fruit,” said a third voice.
A spheroid covered with coarse hair pressed against an appendage of the fuzzy gray entity. This object had weight, but was not heavy. The fuzzy gray entity grasped the hirsute spheroid.
“He crushed it—spectacularly so!” exclaimed the loud tenor voice.
“Can you hear me?” said the familiar voice.
The fuzzy gray entity realized that it was a he and that he was Eagle Sappline. He tried to raise his eyelids, but instead opened two irises. The face immediately before him looked like
