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"It will be a long and treacherous voyage," he said as he
ate. "It may take us millions of years, perhaps even an entire
kalpa, to find a new homeworld,
if we find one at all.
Perils beyond our comprehension await us in the
vacuum of space. Like a seed thrown to the wind,
we may simply fail to find nourishing soil. "
Anuradha thrilled at the sensation of having her fruit eaten, made all the more wonderful as she anticipated the millions more mouths which would be feeding upon her soon; but she was not so overcome by sensation that she forgot the Eleventh Bhavna: "The path of the migrating soul is fraught with difficulty."
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