The legend he had heard so long ago came rushing back to mind, as he recalled an event he had thought of over the years. It foretold this specific day in time, it seemed, so he turned to his crystal ball. The mage reached out his hands and waved them over the scrying orb. If the old prophecies were true, tonight would be the end of days, and, with the precious implement, he was able to view the length of the whole heavens while he ran his hands in mystic passes and manipulated it with his gestures. Mist swirled around inside the crystal ball, before a sight he recognized appeared that showed the universe sprawled before him, and he began searching for familiar stars to find a pathway back to his home planet. At last, the glowing, blue-green orb of Thule came into view and he went stock-still as he peered at the image. Just now, passing the moon, there was an entity of sorts, or giant asteroid, in its approach, on a course to collide into the planet. Though doom was imminent, he saw no ...