God’s Brain (4) “At this rate, we can’t hold out!” At the report of a third-rank Mara, the angel turned to look at the spire of Aravot, forty kilometers away. Here, where there was as yet no wall of Heaven and no Seven Skies—only Anke Ra’s holy land stood in solemn majesty. ‘This is the final line of defense.’ Confirming...
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