And so Discovery drove on toward Saturn, as often as not pulsating with the cool music of the harpsichord, the frozen th — Arthur C. Clarke
And so Discovery drove on toward Saturn, as often as not pulsating with the cool music of the harpsichord, the frozen th — Arthur C. Clarke
And so Discovery drove on toward Saturn, as often as not pulsating with the cool music of the harpsichord, the frozen th — Arthur C. Clarke
And so Discovery drove on toward Saturn, as often as not pulsating with the cool music of the harpsichord, the frozen th — Arthur C. Clarke
And so Discovery drove on toward Saturn, as often as not pulsating with the cool music of the harpsichord, the frozen th — Arthur C. Clarke
And so Discovery drove on toward Saturn, as often as not pulsating with the cool music of the harpsichord, the frozen th — Arthur C. Clarke
And so Discovery drove on toward Saturn, as often as not pulsating with the cool music of the harpsichord, the frozen th — Arthur C. Clarke
And so Discovery drove on toward Saturn, as often as not pulsating with the cool music of the harpsichord, the frozen th — Arthur C. Clarke
And so Discovery drove on toward Saturn, as often as not pulsating with the cool music of the harpsichord, the frozen th — Arthur C. Clarke
And so Discovery drove on toward Saturn, as often as not pulsating with the cool music of the harpsichord, the frozen th — Arthur C. Clarke
And so Discovery drove on toward Saturn, as often as not pulsating with the cool music of the harpsichord, the frozen th — Arthur C. Clarke
And so Discovery drove on toward Saturn, as often as not pulsating with the cool music of the harpsichord, the frozen th — Arthur C. Clarke
And so Discovery drove on toward Saturn, as often as not pulsating with the cool music of the harpsichord, the frozen th — Arthur C. Clarke
And so Discovery drove on toward Saturn, as often as not pulsating with the cool music of the harpsichord, the frozen th — Arthur C. Clarke
And so Discovery drove on toward Saturn, as often as not pulsating with the cool music of the harpsichord, the frozen th — Arthur C. Clarke
And so Discovery drove on toward Saturn, as often as not pulsating with the cool music of the harpsichord, the frozen th — Arthur C. Clarke
And so Discovery drove on toward Saturn, as often as not pulsating with the cool music of the harpsichord, the frozen th — Arthur C. Clarke
And so Discovery drove on toward Saturn, as often as not pulsating with the cool music of the harpsichord, the frozen th — Arthur C. Clarke
And so Discovery drove on toward Saturn, as often as not pulsating with the cool music of the harpsichord, the frozen th — Arthur C. Clarke
And so Discovery drove on toward Saturn, as often as not pulsating with the cool music of the harpsichord, the frozen th — Arthur C. Clarke
And so Discovery drove on toward Saturn, as often as not pulsating with the cool music of the harpsichord, the frozen th — Arthur C. Clarke
And so Discovery drove on toward Saturn, as often as not pulsating with the cool music of the harpsichord, the frozen th — Arthur C. Clarke
And so Discovery drove on toward Saturn, as often as not pulsating with the cool music of the harpsichord, the frozen th — Arthur C. Clarke
And so Discovery drove on toward Saturn, as often as not pulsating with the cool music of the harpsichord, the frozen th — Arthur C. Clarke
And so Discovery drove on toward Saturn, as often as not pulsating with the cool music of the harpsichord, the frozen th — Arthur C. Clarke
And so Discovery drove on toward Saturn, as often as not pulsating with the cool music of the harpsichord, the frozen th — Arthur C. Clarke
And so Discovery drove on toward Saturn, as often as not pulsating with the cool music of the harpsichord, the frozen th — Arthur C. Clarke
And so Discovery drove on toward Saturn, as often as not pulsating with the cool music of the harpsichord, the frozen th — Arthur C. Clarke
And so Discovery drove on toward Saturn, as often as not pulsating with the cool music of the harpsichord, the frozen th — Arthur C. Clarke
And so Discovery drove on toward Saturn, as often as not pulsating with the cool music of the harpsichord, the frozen th — Arthur C. Clarke
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And so Discovery drove on toward Saturn, as often as not pulsating with the cool music of the harpsichord, the frozen thoughts of a brain that had been dust for twice a hundred years.

— Arthur C. Clarke
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