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                              HOMECOMING

                           BY MIGUEL HIDALGO

                    _What lasts forever? Does love?
                     Does death?... Nothing lasts
                     forever.... Not even forever_

           [Transcriber's Note: This etext was produced from
               Worlds of If Science Fiction, April 1958.
         Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that
         the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed.]


The large horse plodded slowly over the shifting sand.

The rider was of medium size, with huge, strong hands and seemingly
hollow eyes. Strange eyes, alive and aflame. They had no place in
the dust-caked, tired body, yet there they were, seeking, always
seeking--searching the clear horizon, and never seeming to find what
they sought.

The horse moved faster now. They were nearing a river; the 