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Magnificat
Book 3 of the Galactic Milieu Trilogy
By Julian May

Scanned and proofed by BW-SciFi
Version 1.0
Release date: July, 4th, 2002

Magnificat anima mea dominum, et exsultavit spiritus meus in deo salutari meo.
LUKE 1:46-47

God said: It is necessary that sin should exist, but all will be well, and all will be well, and
every manner of things will be well.
JULIAN OF NORWICH

Love is the only thing that makes things one without destroying them.
PIERRE TEILHARD DE CHARDIN

PROLOGUE

KAUAI, HAWAII, EARTH
27 OCTOBER 2113

It was dawn in the islands. In the ohia thickets of the highland forest, apapane birds and
thrushes gave a few drowsy chirps as they tuned up for their sunrise aubade. Inside a rustic house
on the mountainside above Shark Rock, the old bookseller called Uncle Rogi Remillard yawned and
stopped dictating into his transcriber. He looked out of the big sitting-room window at the dark,
choppy Pacific nearly a thousand meters below, pinched the bridge of his long, broken nose, and
squeezed his eyes shut for a moment while he gathered his thoughts. The adjacent isle of Niihau
was just becoming visible against the rose-gray sky and a few lights in Kekaha village sparkled
down along the Kauai shore.
Uncle Rogi was a lanky man with a head of untidy grizzled curls and a face that was deeply
tanned after a three-month stay in the islands. He wore a garish aloha shirt and rumpled chinos,
and he was dead tired after an all-night session of work on his memoirs, so close to finishing
this volume that he couldn't bear to break off and go to bed.
Now only the final page remained.
He picked up the input microphone of the transcriber again, cleared his throat, and began to
record:

I stayed on the planet Caledonia with Jack and Doroth├йe for nearly six weeks, until they bowled
me over (along with most of the rest of the Milieu) by announcing that they would marry in the
summer of 2078. Then I finally reclaimed the Great Carbuncle, which had done a damn fine job, went
back to my home in New Hampshire, and tried to decide what kind of wedding present to give the
improbable lovers.
I was feeling wonderful! Le bon dieu was in his heaven and all was right with the Galactic
Milieu.