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<p>Instead, he walked around the small hill in the center of the clearing, muttering now down to the grass, shouting now up to the sky. Half words, half sentences, anything to vent the pressure he felt building inside him, but there was nothing to be done.</p> <p>Instead, he walked around the small hill in the center of the clearing, muttering now down to the grass, shouting now up to the sky. Half words, half sentences, anything to vent the pressure he felt building inside him, but there was nothing to be done.</p>
<p>When the response finally came, he realized he&rsquo;d only made it halfway around that hill. Less than a minute must have passed. Time seemed to have stretched itself out long. The response was a mumbled, sleepy-sounding address.</p> <p>When the response finally came, he realized he&rsquo;d only made it halfway around that hill. Less than a minute must have passed. Time seemed to have stretched itself out long. The response was a mumbled, sleepy-sounding address.</p>
<p>Tycho left before his next footfall hit the ground.</p> <p>Tycho left before his next footfall hit the ground.</p>
<p>Low clouds hung above the low house on the shortgrass prairie. He forced himself to walk, not run, up to the house, where he could already see a light turning on, vague shapes moving behind the glass. The soft chime that announced his arrival led to those two shapes, one human, one not, looking up, and before ey even made it to the house&rsquo;s door, Codrin was already there, much as he remembered, though much more tired.</p> <p>Low clouds hung above the low house on the shortgrass prairie. He forced himself to walk, not run, up to the house, where he could already see a light turning on, vague shapes moving behind the glass. The soft chime that announced his arrival led to those two shapes, one human, one not, looking up, and before he even made it to the house&rsquo;s door, Codrin was already there, much as he remembered, though much more tired.</p>
<p>&ldquo;Tycho Brahe, yes?&rdquo; ey asked. &ldquo;Is everything okay?&rdquo;</p> <p>&ldquo;Tycho Brahe, yes?&rdquo; ey asked. &ldquo;Is everything okay?&rdquo;</p>
<p>He tore his eyes away from the figure beside the historian, what looked to be some large-eared vulpine standing on two legs, looking just as tired as Codrin.</p> <p>He tore his eyes away from the figure beside the historian, what looked to be some large-eared vulpine standing on two legs, looking just as tired as Codrin.</p>
<p>&ldquo;Uh, yes.&rdquo; He stammered. &ldquo;No? I don&rsquo;t think so, at least. I&rsquo;m sorry for waking you. I don&rsquo;t think things are okay, though.&rdquo;</p> <p>&ldquo;Uh, yes.&rdquo; He stammered. &ldquo;No? I don&rsquo;t think so, at least. I&rsquo;m sorry for waking you. I don&rsquo;t think things are okay, though.&rdquo;</p>
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<p>Ey sighed, leaned over and patted him on the shoulder. &ldquo;Well, since I&rsquo;m sure as hell not sleeping anymore, I guess coffee&rsquo;s next. Coffee, and figuring out what to do with our wayward astronomer and upcoming guests.&rdquo;</p> <p>Ey sighed, leaned over and patted him on the shoulder. &ldquo;Well, since I&rsquo;m sure as hell not sleeping anymore, I guess coffee&rsquo;s next. Coffee, and figuring out what to do with our wayward astronomer and upcoming guests.&rdquo;</p>
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