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He had seen how the same sequences underlay the structure of a galaxy and a spiral shell. The mathematics had woken her, relinquished control of the ship, and slipped quietly back up into its own space, where it began to sort the quanta leaking from significant navigational events in non-local space, using a technique called stochastic resonance. That kind of work.” She consulted the terminal again and added: “Or prophecy.” Ed laughed. “Pardon?” She regarded him evenly. “Telling the future,” she explained, as if to someone who didn’t know the word but was bright enough to learn it. Touching the Void absorbed this incoming energy in a simple Newtonian fashion, retransmitting it as heat, noise, and—finally—a sluggish acceleration in the direction of the Lesser Magellanic Cloud.