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Just then, a low, vibrating hum began to emanate from the direction of the cradle. It started soft, like a mosquito, then grew in intensity. The windows rattled. The champagne in their glasses began to ripple.

Aris looked at the cradle, then at his shaking hands. "So... the wobble?" amatuer

The amateur practices until they get it right. The professional practices until they can’t get it wrong. The amateur lover practices because they can’t imagine not doing it. Just then, a low, vibrating hum began to

"Earthquake?" Vance shouted over the din. like a mosquito