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Prose Nocturnes: UY Scuti, On The Way
Despite observations we did not believe it was moving, and surely not moving that quickly; and despite communications, we did not believe that it could warn us, in its way, that we, and what we have known, are about to die; and despite the lines of demaracation we have drawn on our blackboards and computer screens, it has crossed them all, as time left rapidly runs out the clock and the power of UY Scuti will smash our entire solar system as, when mischevious boys, we used to squash ants in their anthills.]
