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THE EXPEDITER J. BRIAN CLARKE PROLOGUE I am all. We are one. We are therefore "I." The universe was young. On a planet which had cooled; which had produced oceans, continents, and an atmosphere while the rest of the cosmos was still largely in its primeval state, the miracle which is life first appeared. It spread through the oceans, crawled up on the dry land, branched into a million species—of which one finally knew itself and became "we." We filled our world. We built ships of space and spread to the planets and moons of our solar system. We tinkered with spacetime and reached the stars. The galaxy opened before us. In an even greater adventure, we explored inward into ourselves. We probed into, experimented with, and finally determined our own evolution. Time and space became mere footsteps to anywhere and anywhen, and ultimately "we" became "I." With my new mass awareness, I looked at the universe as "we" had never seen it. And discovered, to my infinite sadness, that there were no others. I was alone.
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