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This is a preview of: Phoebus Krumm

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PANEL ONE (upper lefthand quarter of page)

Bretta gazes into space, attempting to sort out her life.

Bretta: 'I can do anything I set mind on and my hand to, Rakush --
except express my feelings adequately to those who deserve to know
them.'

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PANEL TWO (upper righthand quarter of page)

Tight closeup, Bretta's lovely profile against the stars.

Bretta: 'Somehow, I must overcome this failing. But how?'

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PANEL THREE (lower lefthand quarter of page)

Demondion-Echeverria stands with his back to us, at the many-paned
windows of the captain's cabin. Behind him, Krumm struggles into a
spacesuit.

Demondion-Echeverria: 'Each day's delay increases the chance we will
be found out!

Krumm: 'What's wrong, Frantisek, does treason not sit well with you?'

Narrative: 'Meanwhile, at a loss for anything better to do, others
squirmed with worry and frustration.'

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PANEL FOUR (lower right quarter of page)

In a closeup, Demondion-Echeverria whirls on his old friend, anger
distorting his face and fire in his eyes.

Demondion-Echeverria: 'Damn you, Phoebus, we are _not_ committing
treason, we are saving the Empery-Cirot!'