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There, I have told my story. Of all the worlds and universes I have passed into, of all the beings I have encountered, you and your world are the most familiar, the most similar to my own. I feel I have arrived at my home. How many cycles I have passed through, I do not know. I am tired. It's a weariness that has seized my entire being. Some day I may end it all. I thought of just staying in empty space and dwindling into nothingness, but that wouldn't work because matter is divisible into still smaller matter and there are quarks and molecules in the limitless void of space as well. What is my destiny? I hope and pray I discover it. That is in God's Hands.
But what a wondrous thing it has been. Think of the infinite, endless cycles, the infinitely large to the infinitely small. Endless, eternal, creation within creation. And God has proven Himself in his majesty and grandeur and beauty.
For now I wish you well. I hope you will tell my story to the people of your world. Let them know my marvelous journey and uncertain fate. The words of the Spheres still haunts me..."We envy you, and we feel sorry for you."
The traveler was barely three inches tall now, standing on the top of Creighton's dining room table. The reporter was now fully recovered from his hypnotic state as he approached the visitor and bent down at eye level. He spoke softly, "Goodbye." The traveler smiled and waved and passed on his last thought to Creighton, "Farewell."
Creighton watched in amazement as the alien slowly disappeared into the table top. He sat down to absorb all he had seen and heard. It was a month later when he began to write his tale, and fully a year after that when he finally finished his manuscript and published his story.
It was on the first anniversary of the visit of the alien that his book appeared, September 5, 1939. Events in Europe overshadowed this wondrous celebration. The Nazis had just invaded Poland on September 1st, and World War II would rage on for the next five years.
Epilogue:
The Testimony of James T. Creighton - Reporter for the New York Herald-Tribune.
Excerpt from his speech before the Press Club in Washington, D.C.:
"...whether you accept this first hand account as told to me by the alien, no one can deny that on a not far off September, a being from some infinitely larger sphere, landed on Earth and departed."
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THE END
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