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Prologue

A starship flashed through space.

It was not a thing of gleaming metal and thundering atomic jets. No steel hull, bristling with instruments, was exposed to the vacuum of the interstellar void. It was not a ship of science or computer-aided engineering. Sleek and graceful though it was, no machine shop ever turned out such a vessel.

Einstein would have hated it.

For one thing, it was made out of wood.


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