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June 28, 2005

Stacy: Traveler

"Veered?" he shouted. "What the hell does that mean?"

He paced angrily, unable to comprehend how his calculations could have gone wrong, how he could have come so apparently far afield. He worked the equations for months, had access to the university mainframe, was so sure everything was correct. Yet, here he was…LOST.

Melena watched his rant silently. "Foolish mortal," she thought sadly, hands busy with the bread dough.

He finally sat down, looked at her with dull eyes. "You don't happen to have a Cray stashed somewhere in this dump, do you?"

Her laughter pealed through the still night.

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