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Or the story of how the Haydonites…those saved from the wreckage of their world…have bee a sort of wandering interstellar Peace Corps。 Much of their effort went into helping Earth and New Praxis rebuild。
The people at New Random House are just going to have to understand that I can't write CLOSE…FILE to this one； among other things； work on SDF…4 is nearing pletion。
Vince Grant； Crysta； and Baldan will be here any minute to take me upstairs for another inspection tour。 Soon we'll know whether the saga of Protoculture made itself felt in the Andromeda Galaxy or if things there are a new story entirely。
When I joined the service； no woman had ever manded a spacecraft…of…the…line。 Through luck and the turn of events and a bit of merit； I've manded the greatest vessels Earth ever put into space。 Having achieved that； I'm not ready to hand it over yet。
Check back with me in another ten years or so。
Rick made me watch Roy Fokker's favorite old…time movie； Things to e； and that 〃Which shall it be？〃； speech at the end never fails to make the two of us tear up a bit。 But at least now we know the answer to the question posed by Raymond Massey； and it is one worthy of the human race。
Still； I can't get it out of my mind that one part of this story hasn't been finished and； it seems； never will be。 As least not in my lifetime。
。 。 。 but her songs play on after her。 And the universe listens 。。。
The Flowers grew best up on the hill near where the SDF…3 fold drive casing sat。
Minmei liked going up there to sit and think and to sing into the dark spaces cast by the casing's mighty shadow； especially now that her time was drawing near。
The second bubble in newspace； shielded from the in Human forces of Haydon's new natural laws； was very different from that in which the Elders passed their eons。 Perhaps some of the materials came from the sphere ships； in any event； Minmei and Rem reigned now over a worldlet enpassing a small island and a tiny sea。
They wandered it at their pleasure。 Even though the lifeforms there were alien； there was nothing to hamper them on the land or menace them in the sea； the new dominion was benign。
Why Haydon had chosen to leave the drives there on the hilltop； they were not sure； some godly whim； perhaps。 They had no reason to plain； though； as they had no reason to plain of the gentle climate or the passage of the warm sun across the seemingly infinite sky。 At night the stars； nebulas； ets； and frequent meteors entertained them； though they suspected that the show was all illusion。
Rem examined the Flowers of Life that grew around the silent drives and pronounced them harmless； pollinated； soon they would bear fruit。
Every now and then； at night； they could hear the yips of Pollinators playing around on the hillsides； but the little beasts took fright and fled when they heard Rem and Minmei ing。 She took no offense and knew no despair； she had all the time in the world to win their confidence。
Rem was sitting in thought； off at the end of the point； watching waves break on the reef。 He often did that； and she let him。
He had built a simple； plete…fortable life for them both； using their world's resources and the tools and materials that the invisible Haydon had provided…had left waiting against their first moment of reawakening。 She loved Rem's pany but did not begrudge him his solitude。
And she valued her own。 Minmei sang to the little life in her womb； sang all the songs she knew。 The songs would bee a part of the being within。
The songs would bee a part of everything he did or fashioned。
And in the end Minmei's songs and voice would bee a part of the Protoculture itself…the key to it。
Her glimpse of the Intersection and the inevitable nature of the Shapings' cycle had imbued in Minmei a sense of acceptance。
Even heredity conspired。 Rem's genetic structure had been altered from that of the original Zor； but now； in joining with hers； it would produce the man who would change the universe。 Not a duplicate or clone but Zor himself。
Minmei did not understand by what process her baby would bee that man； but Rem seemed certain of it and the inevitability of it。 Raydon； he would say； and then he would go down to the sea to be by himself for a while。
Minmei turned to the long shadow cast by the drives and sang a note。 Something moved iridescently in the shadows far out beyond her worldlet's atmosphere。 It was enormous； something felt rather than seen。
Minmei knew what Rem was thinking： of the suffering and strife that would begin when Zor grew to manhood。 But she herself was not so sure。 The Shapings had fallen away； and perhaps that meant that Reshapings could bring things to a better resolution。
As she sat plucking idly at the petals of a Flower of Life； a sudden thought struck her。 A woman can have more than one child。
She heard a distant hail； Rem was trotting along far below； ing up the beach to help her down the steep hillside trail。 Minmei uttered another note into the darkness； there seemed to sit； for an instant； an Optera undefiled by Masters' wars or Sentinels' counterattacks。 And beyond it was a galaxy at peace with itself。
Waiting for her child。 Bit by bit； she was getting them perfect。 Out in the vastness； working as an artisan to shape her vision； the Awareness of Haydon； left behind by Him to carry out this specific function； waited patiently to form a new and more perfect Creation； in harmony with her song。
She did not know yet whether this cosmos she was shaping would replace the one she had known or stand as an alternative。 She did not know if it would be the one into which her son would enter。
But a woman can have more than one child。
Minmei let the note die away； and the darkness came forward again； to conceal her work。
She went to sit on a rock； cooled by the sea breeze； and wait。 As she sat； she sang。
THE END
Published by New Random House 2156 （Earth actual）
ROBOTECH CHRONOLOGICAL SUMMARY
1171 Aeon Lanack
Zor is born on Tirol。
1256…1490 A。 L。
Quadrant exploration by the Tiresian technovoyager ship Azstraph…the 〃Venture。〃
1520 A。 L。
The Azstraph enters the Tzuptum system and