Authentic Science Fiction Monthly No. 46 — page 78: what you’re looking at

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SAVIOUR war, and the next moment there was no state of war. In a thousand rock tunnels a thousand Mole Heavies stop- ped their groaning progress and their crews looked at one” another, smiling. In steel and concrete cells, in innumerable Deep Cities, guards and war- ders opened doors and shook hands with smiling men who were now ex-prisoners of war. It took but a little while, after that, for officials to declare the day a public holiday. The war that raged mind- lessly about Earth’s surface and in the skies of Earth was stilled, too. Patrick Vane’s telergetic power boosted that of every telekineticist through- out the world-wide psi group; boosted it and gave it direction and purpose. And in this way the crazy robotplanes and seekerbombs were swept off their courses, like feathers caught in a hot summer wind, to be lowered down gently and carefully to rest, their automat controls no longer functioning, their death songs all now SHE. 3. In the Processing room of the Psychocentre Patrick Vane let out a long sigh. He had taken the first step and it had been a great one, but he knew that there was still much to be ~ i done and there would be Margaret to help him—Mar- garet and the others. The walls of the room blurred, then. He felt a strange suction within his mind, a pulling back, a strain. And then the cool green waters closed about his head and the voice said words to his mind, the deep voice, the probing VOICE 5°25; *“You have seen the Path ?’’ *‘I have seen it.” “That can be The Path. It can be the centre line on the Fan if you wish it. It is in your power to make the Reality out of what is as yet still but a Probability.” The voice. The deep voice. Always the voice questioning him, demanding answers. And it was a voice he could not ignore, could not put away from him even here in the emerald water depths of peace and ebbing dreamings. His mind spoke upwards through the eternities of time and green spaces: “I will use the power. I will turn the Proba- bility into Reality. The Path I have seen shall be The Path.” “Then sleep now. Sleep for an hour more, and then awaken. By then the effects of the drug will have left you and you will be rested and comiclooks.com