....another vision, where water still curled on the sandy beach beneath a clear blue sky where birds flew, but their patterns were mathematics precis… - S. M. Stirling

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....another vision, where water still curled on the sandy beach beneath a clear blue sky where birds flew, but their patterns were mathematics precise beyond his comprehension. A man walked between buildings that were perfect, and empty. He turned to look at Rudi for an instant and where his eyes should have been were silvery tendrils that waved and sought.