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toward your universe, an equal suction of sorts was created
that resulted in the creation of another world -- indeed, another
whole universe on the other side of here. The force of it was
such that it was totally complete -- but it wasn't the universe




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THE RIVER OF DANCING GODS

He was interested in. Realizing, though, that it was there. He
turned it over to associates who were around. Angels, you
might call 'em, although that's far too simple a term."

Ruddygore paused to Stuff his face with gobs of meat and
cheese, washed everything down with most of a pitcher of
wine, then continued.

"The other universe was, of course, a mess, since it was
more or less a backwash of yours. Much natural law held, but
not enough to make any real sense out of it. It was chaos. How
it was in reality is totally beyond imagination, I assure you,
but it was an environment more alien than any other planet in
your universe. It was madness beyond imagining, and it was
obvious to those -- angels -- in charge that it must be stabilized,
must have rules like those in the universe you know. But these
were, after all, angels, not the Creator, and they could only
shape what the Creator had wrought, not really change it. The
result was a set of Laws, absolute Laws, governing how my
universe and my world would operate. These Laws incorporate
the basic physical laws needed for such a place to exist at all,
but only the Creator can think of everything. Thus, the Laws
of my world are, shall we say, soft. The simple ones, partic-
ularly on the local level, are subject to change."

"Huh?" the woman responded. "You mean, nine out often
times that you drop a rock it goes down the way it should --
but one in ten times it might go up? Or just stay there, suspended
in midair?"

"Ah, something like that," the sorcerer replied. "Basically,
that rock will drop every single time -- unless someone with
the knowledge and the will applies them to that specific rock.
It won't do otherwise on its own, I assure you."

"This -- place we're goin'," Joe put in. "It's got people and
stuff?"