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The Legend of Miaree by
Zach Hughes
Chapter One

You must understand, my children, that a fable is merely a fable.
Understand, too, that although I am old, and reputed, by former
students of certain perceptiveness, to know everything, there are things
that even I do not understand. The best mind can be befuddled, for
example, by the mere existence of the Q.S.S.'s beyond Cygnus,
unbelievably far, unusually bright, deliciously mysterious.

We men are arrogant creatures. We measure and guess, within plus
or minus a few light years, their distance, those objects which we cannot
explain. We speculate endlessly. Ah, how we do speculate.

The fable. You have read your first assignment, of course. I think not
even the most daring of you would face me had you not.

In reading the table you must remember that the world, this world,
that world, any world, was once young. Yes, even Trojan V, my young
Alaxender. Once we crawled, we men, on the surface of the old earth,
and even then we could look up and see the colliding galaxies in Cygnus.

Have you considered, Elizabeth, why man had to go to Cygnus?

Ah, primitivism, you say. The urge to hear and see the big bang. Yes,
that is the nature of man. When star meets starтАФpicture it, a giant and
ancient blue star sending out a corona at fifty hundred degrees thousand
degrees centigrade toward a cooler red star with a surface of only fifteen
hundred degreesтАФman must be there to measure. We are the
inchworms of the universe, glorying in our ability to be there, feeling
superior as we observe the paroxysm of two island galaxies wheeling
ponderously into the ultimate death dance.

Because of the myth of understanding, you say, Julius. Yes, you too,
Leslie, know that myth. Know the parts to understand the whole. See
stricken stars surge into death and know the secret of creation.

Has that theory worked in practice, my lovely Stella?

Are we more than we were, John of Selbelle III?