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She met the divine last night. As a matter of fact, she meets the divine every day. Last night was special, though. You see, a child of Abuk moved her and had her eating sorghum from his hands. He had her watching the daily growth of a Cuei Tree and dreaming of passing every living…

It is strange! A stranger’s eyes are piercing right through her, as if she is hollow, a woman with no flesh or bones. He looks at her startlingly as if she is a hologram of someone very familiar, perhaps a lost lover. Even stranger is her impulse to reciprocate the stranger’s timid scrutiny of her…