THE SKY IS FALLING

By
LESTER DEL REY


[Illustration: THE SKY IS FALLING
WHEN MEN RULED THE STARS--AND THE STARS RULED MEN!]



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Dave stared around the office. He went to the window and stared
upwards at the crazy patchwork of the sky. For all he knew, in
such a sky there might be cracks. In fact, as he looked, he
could make out a rift, and beyond that a ... hole ... a small
patch where there was no color, and yet the sky there was not
black. There were no stars there, though points of light were
clustered around the edges, apparently retreating.

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THE SKY