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The moment is at hand -- the fingers are poised -- this is what comes next!
10 years of uneasy peace, since the Hour of Tragedy. ten apprehensive, uneasy years pungent with fear, with hatred, distrust... ten years like ten thousand in the past of man... ten units out of the infinite, out of time the eternal, immutable, nonexistent dimension.