Beyond those two ships yawned nothing but stars for thousands of lightyears. His ocular augments could collect other wavelengths of light. He could step down X-rays and ultraviolet and step up radio and microwaves, bringing them all into the visual range, while telescoping his vision until blooming flowers filled the immense emptiness on the surface of his sight. And yet, like a fractal, for every starry point, infinite volumes of hard vacuum lay just beyond, pulling at him. The Homo quantus lived in those infinite spaces, dreamed in that emptiness, where the quantum world frothed without
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